I'll confess that BYU campus is one of my favorite places to compose blog entries. I got out of my Spanish class 45 minutes early and I headed straight to the library because I've been thinking about blogging all day.
I feel like someone should've warned me that my Spanish 101 class was going to be taught in all Spanish. Scary.
At least I have been warned multiple times about how crowded it is during fall/winter semesters. I felt like a worker bee navigating my tasks among the maze of all the other worker bees as I attempted to purchase my text books at the bookstore. Shoulder to shoulder book buying.
And at least Hilary warned me that there are 2/3 more girls here than boys. Maybe my experience at BYU will teach me to have plethoras of healthy relationships with girls. Maybe I'll finally learn to be more comfortable with my own kind. I hope so. Truly I do.
