Today was the first day of classes. I'm actually pretty pleased at my classes so far. I'm glad I don't have a math or science this semester. And being that I couldn't pick my own classes, the great shdual is a total God thing.First class is at 9 AM. World History 1. The book sounds really interesting. It's the viewpoints of people accross the world on their own civilization. It's not just one guy's opinion, but rather a lot of opinions. Besides the fact I love the world and I love history. I think it'll be a manageable work load as well.
Second class, 10 AM. Speech. It's one of those grouped classes, so all of the wonderful people from History 1 walk down the hall together, where our speech class is. All of us. It's kinda neat to have a whole bunch of people in the same classes.
Then at 1 is Spanish 3. I haven't taken spanish in a long time, and thus I was quite nervous about it. Going into 3 after not going for a year or so? It's a scary thought. But today when I was listening to the substitute teacher I realized that everyone else around me looked just as clueless. I actually knew a lot of what he was saying, and I attribute that to God. After all he gave me a good memory I suppose, and he sent me to Costa Rica this summer, which I am sure helped quite a bit. I'm still nervous, but I trust God with all of myself. Not just part. He is in control of everything, and so those classes I got I believe are his plan. So I'm going to stick with it, no matter what. I belive. I trust.
I have a small amount of homework. Manageable enough I'd say. And finally my room is clean and neat like I wanted it to be. I/m sure it could be cleaner, but it's a dorm room, and thus there just isn't much "room" to speak of. At least my roommate doesn't have much stuff.
I wonder what Philosophy will be like?
~ Zi
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