It has been amazing to me how my life has been working out lately. I aught to be totally stressed out right now; I am comuting to Marshall, carrying a 15 hour load, practicing, living out of a locker and haunting the student lounge, I am strangely happy. I was thinking this weekend that it must be becuase I am in the palm of God's hand. Because I am where I am meant to be, I am given the grace to live. Ha, ha, ha! I just saw a sign that says "Tiger Oath: I will not re-shelve any library materials after use." I saw so many signs about that in LU's library last year, it is funny to see it here! Anyway, back to my profoud thought. I feel almost as if I was wrapped up in the middle of something; like I do not need do any more than be. I only hope this wonderful peace lives on for the rest of the semester! I have never had quite this experiance. I have been thinking sort of a lot about what it means to be a commuter at ETBU. One thing it means is that I read the sign in the student lounge about the coffee maker a lot. If it is left plugged in and dirty, away it goes. I don't drink coffee, so there is no chance of me having it go! Being a commuter at ETBU means that I am almost a permanent fixture in the lounge. Just love that! That is one of the drabbest rooms in the whole building. Maybe I should get a pictuer or something to hang on the wall! Being a commuter means that I have a bunch of food stuffed in a locker, and I spend a lot of time pulling as much as I can out of my backpack and putting it in my other locker. More later!
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