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A Brief Update

Just a quick note to let you know the conclusion to my epic journey. I'll write a longer blog later when the dust clears some more. We arrived in Columbia on Sunday night and its been a crazy whirlwind of excitement ever since! My new roommate, we'll call him Jock Actor, or J.A., (since using Blog Names is all the rage now days), seems like somebody I can live with and laugh with, and our new apartment is, surprisingly, very nice considering we didn't have a clue what we were getting when we signed up for it. Somebody let us borrow a TV, somebody else gave us some air mattresses for a while, and we were able to bum a couch from the department. Things are coming together!

I've met everybody in my program now, and they are all absolutely amazing. I've been amazed at how quickly we've been forming bonds. Almost instantaneously, we've become a family in just a few days. We all laugh at each other's jokes and enjoy each other's company. Working with these people for a few years is going to be amazing. The school is really old. The building with the department offices was formerly the fitness center (the scene shop is above where the pool used to be), and way before that the building was a medical center during the civil war (no joke!). The downstairs green room was once the morgue, and there are catacombs beneath the whole structure where confederate soldiers were buried. The campus has lots of statues of Civil War heroes, including one very large one that could give BYU's naked Indian a run for his money: a mostly naked man riding an extremely masculine horse.

It's quite a trip, and I'm enjoying myself immensely. I keep feeling like some kind of mistake was made and I'm not really supposed to be here enjoying this experience, but I'm going to take it for all its worth. I'll update again soon.

Comments

topher clark said…
i loved following your trails. it's so great to hear about your new program. keep the updates!!!!
eleka nahmen said…
Keep up the updates, indeed! I'm glad you're going to like it there. We'll miss you back here - you were part of an age that has faded away, and you'll always be remembered.
Anonymous said…
toerugUpdate your blog mister!!!
Want to hear whats going on, or you can call your mother now and again
Mom

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