Maybe a bit of a summary before I go to bed. Yes, it is just past 9:00pm, and I'm thinking about going to bed. Why? I'm lonely and have nothing to do.
So starting last Thursday night, the sky began to have massive diarrhea. I've experienced some pretty intense dumps in my life, but nothing quite like the one we've had that lasted probably three or four days. I've never shoveled snow to a point where the snow is taller than me. There's been times where it's been as tall as I was, but that was way back when I was about three feet tall. When backing out of my driveway, I knew I was going to get stuck eventually, it was just a matter of time. Turns out that every attempt, whether it was me, my mom, or my dad, to get out of the driveway, we got stuck in that pile of poop. I was backing out on Sunday night to go to fellowship, and I couldn't even see if there were cars coming. If I'm standing on the driveway, the snow is literally as tall as I am. I'm about 5'10, so that's actually a lot of snow. Haha.
On Saturday, I got to have my annual exercise at church when I played a bit of hockey. After maneuvering through the manure, I got to church with my brother and it was pretty much fun from there on. I've missed playing hockey. I forget how many goals I scored, but with only about 10 people total, everyone is going to have natural hatty's.
Like I mentioned earlier, Sunday was a day of more diarrhea. Honestly, even though we had to help so many cars get unstuck, these are the best experiences and my favorites. Why? Because we're having fellowship. We're living out the community that we're brought to live together. I was asked to share with the Chinese congregation about my whole Bible college thing so far, and that was pretty cool. It was pretty last minute but I thought it went well. There weren't a whole lot of people at the service (maybe a little over 100?), and that's understandable. In fact, I was told that someone liked my sharing so much, he went to the English worship just to hear me speak again. But I was never asked to speak for the English side, so hopefully he isn't too disappointed. Maybe for the first time, there were more people in the English worship than there was in the Chinese - victory #2!
Sunday night, like I said, went to fellowship. I think a little over a year ago, I didn't have a whole lot of desire to go to fellowship because no one went. It made me pretty disappointed to a point where I thought, "what's the point, if it's the same few people everytime?" But since then, it's so obvious it's gotten so much better. Stats show that once people get into college, most of them don't come back to the church. It's quite sad, but it's a fact. Like I mentioned in my previous post and on my Tumblr, the fact that pretty much all of our group is still here, that has to amount to something. Back to fellowship, it was pretty sweet. There isn't a whole lot of other ways I can put it; it was just pretty darn sweet.
On Monday evening, after a four hour drive, I got back to Calgary. The roads aren't too bad after Red Deer. It's the section from Edmonton to the Deer that's pretty bad. I think that even through Tuesday, I wasn't mentally ready to go back to school. I wasn't in the mindset at all, so I thought it was going to be a struggle today. But luckily, it wasn't. Now it's story time.
First day is always a day of experimenting. I had my first class at 9:45am, so I wanted to get to school a bit earlier to pay my tuition fees. On my way to school, I was rejected by the same bus, same driver on two different occasions. I'm not going to lie, I was swearing at him the second time.. in my head, of course. It felt like he was intentionally trying to avoid having to pick me up on both times. The first time, he didn't even stop at the stop. The second time, at a different stop, I got off the bus and his bus was right behind, so I walked toward him just to see him turn out the lane and blow himself down the road.
However, after the minor inconveniences, I got to school and first day was decent. My New Testament class is huge, so it's rather intimidating; 120 people is about as big a class is going to get at Ambrose. So after my first day, I got home pretty early because I end at 12:30pm; so it's pretty nice to have some earlier days this term. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, depending on how you look at it, I may quite possibly be stuck with four courses again this semester.
Stay warm, friends!
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