Oh man, I cannot believe I have successfully completed my first week of class! I am so grateful to the Lord for His never-failing provision. I wouldn't have been able to make it through without Him, my family, and my best friends.
A day-by-day account will have to do. Here goes...
Day 1: I had my Healthy Lifestyles class, my Business Math class, and my Sociology class! I really liked my two professors and one TA. I felt very confident because I made some friends and had someone I knew in each of my classes. I also went to the REC with my friend Karen after class and discovered that I haven't run in a while and that might be a bad thing.
Day 2: I got to wake up 30 minues later and head to my Political Science class. That professor was really sarcastic and I think I'm going to like him, even though he might be hard. I went to grab some lunch and was thinking, wow, my day is going really well! I got into my music class after climbing 4 flights of stairs in the Academic Building and I saw one of my good friends Kristin! Could my day get any better? Well, I soon found out that it could get A LOT worse. I realized almost as soon as the professor walked into the room that this class would kick my butt. He kept going on tangents that I couldn't keep up with, and my notes were a complete mess. I also realized in that class that I couldn't run home and talk to my mom about it face-to-face. I couldn't drive over to my best friend's house and vent, and I couldn't even get a laugh about it with my brothers. I was not at home. I was in a strange and unfamiliar place. Fear of the unknown sunk in and I really wanted to withdraw at that minute and go home for good. After talking about it with my mom, I felt somewhat better, but still had a hard time believing I was in that music class for a reason, despite the EHFAR reminders from my SFF Mary. Breakaway was also that night, and it was just what I needed. Worshipping God is my passion and when I got to sing to Him, everything else seemed to disappear. I kept telling myself that despite what is going on in my life, I will praise my Heavenly Father. Hopefully I can maintain that attitude throughout my college experience!
Day 3: I discovered that I LOVE my MWF schedule, even though I have more classes. The Tues/Thurs classes are longer anyways. It was a pretty normal day, but I continued to feel better about things. I think that reason might be because I woke up to the Fightin' Texas Aggie band playing The Noblemen of Kyle! AAAAAAAA! Gosh, I wish I could whoop. :( I was relieved of much stress when my roommate Courtney drove me to the bookstore so I could buy some of my books that had been back ordered at the MSC bookstore. Sadly, that meant I had to catch up on my reading, but that's college for ya!
Day 4: I was dreading this day. Not Poly Sci, but the class that awaited me after lunch. I had a really yummy salad for lunch, and attempted to prepare myself for the music class I was dreading. I got there super early and waited for Kristin to get there. The first thing I noticed when the professor walked in was there weren't half as many people in the class as on Tuesday. I guessed most dropped, and I didn't blame them at the time. There were maybe 30 people in the room: a good size high school class really. I was sitting in the front and dead center. I'm a nerd and always try to sit at the front in all my classes because I can pay the most attention there. As class continued, my opinions totally shifted. I began to remember why I love music so much and why I'm minoring in it. Yes, the professor was still crazy, but we all began laughing at him and his forgetfulness. The piece of music we are analyzing is beautiful and I felt even more like a nerd because I could actually follow the prof and understand the musical terminology he was using. My confidence soared as class ended. I finally understood that God did have me in that class, and at this amazing university, for a REASON! Praise Him! I also got to meet and have a pretty good conversation with one of the yell leaders while buying a First Yell shirt. He made me feel special because he yelled out my name when he saw me again later that day at the MSC. :) I <3>
Day 5: Today was quite interesting. I started getting a little depressed because I didn't have a date to midnight yell tonight, so I was like, Kevyn Eddy, I feel bad for him! So I asked him Thursday night if he would want to come just for fun, and as friends of course. I was glad that situation was settled! So I'm walking to my math class today, and I get a text message from this CT( Corps Turd for those of you reading this that may be unfortunate enough as to not be Aggies) that was in my DG(Discussion Group) at Fish Camp. He said, hey, I know we don't know each other very well, but I was wondering if you would like to be my date for midnight yell tonight. Poor guy, I had to say no because I was not about to let Kevyn Eddy down. I won't even try to explain why the freshman in the corps are so desparate for a date because that would be giving too much away. Sucks if you aren't an Aggie! :] Classes went well today and I'm super excited about the football game and yell practice tonight! I truly love aTm already because of the atmosphere here and the friendliness. I love getting a "Howdy!" from people randomly because it makes me feel like I am somewhat important. Weird, I know, but that's Jane for ya! I will write more later!!! Thanks and Gig 'Em!
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