Week One. :)

It has FLOWN by, this week has. I don't even know where to start, and I mean that in a good way.

Lets see. My apartrment is ...classic 1980's arcitecture, but I like it. When I first walked in with Kristin and my Mom last week, the first thing that came to my attention was a dead fish in a fishbowl on the kitchen table. I was pretty sure that was a bad omen. But, when I emerged from unpacking a few hours later, my little fishy friend was up and swimming in circles in his bowl, and I was quite relieved. I have a private room (Halleleiuja!!) and I didn't realize that meant I'd get twice the closet space, two dressers AND two desks! And an extra bed. The size and splendor of having a huge room to myself pretty much makes up for the mystery stink that wafts through the apartment from time to time (?!), a tiny kitchen and shared bathroom, especially when you factor in that my roomates are cool.

One is the RA for the building, a returned missionary, and a bundle of happy energy. The other is a sweet married girl from Greece who's husband lives in Germany, and her main focus seems to be her studies. I am aware from my sisters' various horror stories of roomates that I COMPLETELY lucked out in that department. No "Nosy Nancys" or "Pushy Prudences." Hooray!

Rexburg is...quaint, and perfect in alot of ways. Judging from my cousin's description, I was a little leery of it based on the picture I had painted of this town in my mind: A highway, a campus the size of my CA highschool, and a lone Wal-Mart surrounded by acres of smelly cows. So, I was very pleasantly surprized when I drove down Main Street, lined with cutesy little shops, LOTS of businesses, bowling alleys, movie theaters, restaurants, you name it. It reminds me alot of Kaysville, except instead of being 30 minutes away from SLC, I am now 30 minutes away from....Nothing. Cows. Well, there is Bearworld, but I don't like to talk about that.

Classes have been AWESOME. I never realized just how much I missed learning. I mean, I could definately do without the note-taking and spell-checking, but man...it's good to be back in school. (During the frenzy of finals, I may or may not renounce that statement.) Campus is small, which means no getting lost, which is HUGE for me. I can get lost in a mall.

All in all, it has been a great beginning, a great jumping off point. There were a few hiccups here and there my first few days. I expected that I'd like it. Instead, I love it.