I woke up at 4:50 am today after having a swell slumber. I did my quiet time -- it was about success, and I wondered how I could make today successful, being the first day of college. Maybe make some friends and meet the old ones, or depict great participation and answer a lot of questions. Maybe get to know the campus a little bit, walk alone, try not to look like a freshie. So I did just that. Today was a good day. It could be worse. Still, it could be better. There was no anxiety, no more worries. I've lived it, learned it, and here I go again. Here comes a new chapter. For the glory of God.
"But it doesn't really sound the same when nobody is listening."
That's how it kind of is in a new school with new people, new halls and new schedule. it could be uncomfortable, being so new, being lost, looking lost. It's difficult to strike conversations with strangers; you feel like yer obliged to make them laugh. And even if you do make them laugh, you just feel like you gotta give them more -- get them impressed somehow, even if you dont know how much it takes to get them impressed.
But, despite that, its been easier knowing that these people feel exactly the same as you do./
Amongst so much awkwardness comes the best comfort and luxury such a situation could provide.
"Ignorance is bliss." As the oh-so popular saying goes. In the positive note, it speaks of the joy required from childlike faith and obedience -- depending on the absolute truth and not relying on human ability. But what if it meant other things too? Like, when yer joyful, you tend to lose sight of whatever is around you. When yer joyful, you tend to take things for granted. And you wouldn't know how or why things happened to change until they actually do change. AFter advancing, after moving on, there are those pitstops. . and you tend to ask yerself, "What just happened?"