A Yup of a Different Color

Yup.

So... classes just started yesterday at Orchard Lake, and I've talked to a couple people from Ave about school starting. It seems that none of our schools are, in fact, Ave. Go figure.

Of all of us though, I'd say I'm pretty lucky. Not only are my teachers orthodox, but they also don't demand a pound of flesh stapled to the top of each of the papers we turn in. I might actually be able to DO all of my homework this semester. Weird, eh?

I also found a girl (a sophomore) who, in addition to being in three of my classes, has also been here longer than me and we're helping each other figure things out in the strange world of college-dom. Haven't met tons of people yet, but that's the sort of thing that happens when nobody but seminarians live on campus. That, and there's only been 2 classes so far. And the second consists of me and the sophomore girl (which has been turned into an independent study). Oh well- I hold out hope that there will be more than 7 students in attendance in my Seminar later today. In another perspective, I find it rather refreshing to go through actual beaurocratic red tape in order to get something done around here. It's like I'm accredited or something.

I'm living with Justin's parents in White Lake, which has been cool so far (although I've only been there a couple of days). They said they were going to use my first month's rent toward getting a TV for the front room, so I can watch it whenever I need to veg after studying too hard. I think spending the money of me kind of defeats the purpose of me giving it to them in the first place, but I'm sure I won't complain : ). I haven't worked myself up to the challenge of organizing my multidudinous papers and handouts for reference during the school year, but I HAVE got my room in some semblance of order, and possibly more importantly, a lock on the door so I can keep myself barracaded from a certain 5-year-old and 3-year-old for studying purposes.

Keep your eyes peeled for a car for me (yes, even if you're in Texas!) so I can use my own car instead of Justin's mom's sometime soon.

-Melissa "If You Have Syphilis You Don't Need LSD" VandeVoorde