Last weekend, I basically did nothing the whole weekend. In my nothingness, it made me realize how much I not only miss Bethany, but I miss home a lot. I miss being at Bethany my second home. I miss all my friends and being able to hang out with them. I think that is what I miss the most and it’s not just my friends, but it’s all the faculty and staff at Bethany who are so amazing. I’ve grown accustom to seeing them every day. The flatness of Kansas…well maybe not so much…even though this might sound weird I do miss my five hour drive from Missouri to Kansas, and just being able to drive. I feel when I come back that I might not know how to drive anymore…but that’s just crazy…I hope.
Since fall is my favorite season I do miss all the different colors of the leaves when they change. The leaves are staring to change here…and I love it! Another thing I realize is that I didn’t know how much I would miss my dog. Everywhere I go I see a dog and it makes me miss my dog so much. Then, I’m tempted to go out and buy a dog and hide it in our room….but since I’m on the fifth floor that’s not very logical. I was telling my roommate all this the other day and she ask me if I regretted coming. I told her kind of, but not because I miss home, but because of my classes.
In my marketing and management class, I have the same teacher who reads directly from the PowerPoint which is available online. So I feel like I’m not learning anything yet, I mean it has been a month so I should have been able to retain something by now right? But I do hear that there are other professors here that are worse. My roommate is taking a class titled God, Suffering, and Evil (which I consider taking) and she told me that he came to class and told the class that he had a dream. God told him that he had to kill one student and started to reach into a basket. He was trying to prove a some sort of point, just not a good one. You don’t mess around with something like that. I don’t really regret coming here, I just wish I would have chosen different classes.
Tomorrow, I have my first test for British studies, I’m kind of nervous. They are giving us a two hour time limit though, which seems a little long. Then, it’s off to Ireland! It’s going to be a crazy adventure! We drive down to Wales to jump on a ferry at 2 am and get to Ireland at 6 am. It’s going to be fun and I’m ready for it!
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