|added Mon August 18 2003 at 9:48 AM
|I'm home again. Or at school again. I'm never sure which is which anymore. I mean, I know where school is, but it's getting increasingly difficult to tell if home is in Provo or Flagstaff. I guess that if you give me a cuople weeks and wait for school to start again, then I'll be more than willing to once again claim Flagstaff as home, but for now, I feel like I'm coming home.
I parked my car up by the Marriott Center and walked from there. As I walked down on the north end of campus like I've done so many times, it certainly felt like a bit of a homecoming. Of course, it's a bit different this time. I'm not living on campus anymore, ao I have to learn new things like if I have to get a parking permit and where I can park if I don't have one. I think I'll plan on taking the bus most mornings, because BYU students get free bus passes.
Met three of four of my new roommates. It should be an interesting year. They have all known each other since high school, and are now 23-24 years old. They seem to be treating me good so far, and I think that I like them just fine. The house I'm living in is pretty big for the five of us, considering that I'm used to living in dorms and apartments. The bedrooms themselves are pretty small, but I think that I'm going to be putting my computer in the dining room, so space really isn't that big of an issue. There's a good-sized living room and a rather large back yard. I'll make sure and invite all you local types for a BBQ or something somewhere along the way.
I'm home. Again.