The First Day of School...

Well friends, it finally got here. And when I say 'finally', I do mean finally- the first day of school.

Walking onto campus this morning felt like a complete out of body experience. As I got out of the car and walked to class I couldn't help but think of a friend of mine who posted sweet pictures of her children going back to school yesterday on her blog. The specific photo I had in mind was the one of her son crying in his dad's arms, a little bit anxious about the day ahead. I just kept thinking to myself "my sentiments exactly", and wishing my dad was here to drop me off at class.

* Note: this would not be the first time my dad was with me at my first day of grad school. Last year, I was taking a few classes in Dallas. On my first day of Greek, who I am greeted by when I walk out of class? My dad! He was just coming up to "look around the bookstore"- oh yeah, the one we didn't have:) Haha. I love you, Dad. We have a bookstore here, so feel free to come on up and check it out anytime!

Ok, so back to school. First class today: Sermon Preparation and Delivery. Now you might be wondering why I am in this class. My admissions counselor and the class TA assured me that this was the class for me. But as I walked in this morning to a room full of at least 60 men, I wondered the exact same thing. And I am pretty sure they did too.

It brought me back to my college days, where on the first day of class, as I walked in and sat down, I had this strange sense that I didn't quite belong there. This strange sense was confirmed when the teacher walked in, started speaking in Russian, and oddly enough, the whole class actually understood the strange sounds that were coming out of her mouth. That day I politely excused myself and proceeded to find my actual class that was right across the hall- in English!

But today, this was my correct class, so I was sitting there rather awkwardly and super intimidated. (I am sure you who know me can get a pretty good picture of what this looked like!) That is until, the one and only other girl, walked in right as class was starting. I think you could see the relief just sweet across my face! I introduced myself to her and only her (don't want to be THAT girl) after class. And now am feeling great about the class. I am pretty sure when its over I will be ready for my ordination in the PCA..

Haha. Right. For any of you who are freaking out, please sense the sarcasm:)

Overall the rest of the day went great. Spent some time studying in the student center. And by studying I really mean surfing the internet, drinking diet coke, and making new friends. Who really studies on the first day anyways?

I am really excited about my classes tomorrow, and am excited about the canoe trip I am going on on Saturday. Umm, could be a little scary. I am not the best at canoeing. And when I say 'not the best' I mean not good at all. Hopefully, I will arrive back home safe and sound and be here on the blog Sunday to give you a full report.

Thanks for all your prayers, calls, texts, etc. today. They were much appreciated. I sure have great friends! Have a great weekend!