Nostalgia.

I just finished snooping around this year's Kaleo blog. I was pleased to see Jim put up some pictures from their Mount Albert-Edward trip. Of course this got me thinking about last year this time when K6 was fresh and awkward. I'm feeling a little weighed down with nostalgia at the moment. I miss it. But, of course, I don't at the same time. Looking through those pictures made me realize that there is no other place that I'd rather be right now than here at Briercrest. Classic, I know. What can I say, this is a good place.

Homework is beginning to accumulate. It's getting heavy but not overwhelming. On the surface I'm tired. And that fatigue scratches the surface a little. But down deep I'm still steady. I have good music, good coffee, good friends and good napping abilities. I'm blessed and ready to keep moving.

Keith (who is the head over the worship teams) has asked our worship team to lead the music for a mission conference that's taking place this weekend. We're all pretty excited for this opportunity. It's going to be a busy week. Everyday from tomorrow until Sunday we will either be practicing or leading. It's going to be an interesting juggling act with homework but nothing excessive. I'm looking forward to it.

I should get back to my reading.

Goodbye.

Soup.

Just a bit ago I posted on twitter that yesterday was the middle of summer and today is the last day of fall. (I still don't know why I use twitter but that's beside the point. Maybe I'll blog about it someday. Ha.) K, so the point is, it's suddenly cold. And the wind is rude. It hits you fast and hard, without mercy. It's extremely indecent and I'm feeling exceptionally indignant towards it right now. But I'll let that go for now because I have better things to talk about.

For example, there's a handful of people who open up their homes after the Sunday service for people to come fellowship on a smaller scale. Generally, there is food and hearty conversation - often relating to that morning's sermon. You see, I went to one of these homes today and I'm excited to make this routine. It was a very nice home. With old chairs and fun pictures. And a kitchen with soup. Dorm life is great and all. But homes are liberating.

Worship practice has begun. We're scheduled to lead this Thursday's chapel. I'm happy to be a part of this.

Other than that, classes are good. People are better. Homework is heavy. And naps in the library, though often unintentional, are becoming my new best friend. And this is all the news I have.

Goodbye.

Settled And Moving Forward.

This post is maybe a little overdue. I've now spent a week here at school and today was finally the first day of classes. I say finally because I'm not sure if I could have handled any more orientation/registration/exasperation mumbo jumbo. It really wasn't that bad... In fact it's been awesome getting to know so many new people. Plus, there are quite a few people here that I've been acquainted with through Kaleo and Camp Qwanoes and I'm finally able to truly get to know them.

Part of this past week was spent auditioning for the various extracurricular activities (ie sports, choirs, worship teams, etc). I considered trying out for one of the worship teams but quickly pushed it aside. There are many music and worship majors that would surely be auditioning for these roles and as a theology major it didn't seem like my place. However, after a few people started pushing me to try (and a sudden burden to audition the day of), I went for it. I was really nervous auditioning among such amazing talent. And if I was in charge of choosing people for the worship teams I surely would not have chosen myself. However, for some reason God put me on one of the teams. I still feel highly inadequate to be a part of this team as well as very blessed. We'll see how it goes.

In other news, today was the first day of greek. And tomorrow is our first quiz. This is a prime example of what greek will be like for the next two years. Shame.

It's getting late and I should really start making the trek back to my dorm. It's quite a trek from "the point" (a gas station connected to a subway connected to a coffee shop down by the highway). "The point" is a common gathering place for everyone. It's a good place.

That's all for now.

Goodbye.