Back into the Swing of Things

well, almost... the first week of school is over, and i stood in line at the bookstore nearly 5 times, and in the "returns" line once, "the approximate wait from this point is...45 mins". while i waited:
i skimmed through a few of my books, nothing overly exciting, stuff written in old english, english in another accent, and math deceptively hid with english.
also, while waiting in line, i had the "priviledge" of being right behind a frat boy trying to hit on a firsty- a swing and a miss.
i also came to the conclusion, nearly 3 times, i just can't commit... i mean it's a big step, i would have to put a lot into it and i don't know if i'm ready to be labelled as "committed" yet. don't get me wrong, i admire those who can, it takes a lot of courage... you have to be confident and honest with yourself. but as for me, i just can't buy a UBC sweatshirt, the letters are so big and out there, one look at me and people will know i belong to UBC... i can't do it.

i'm taking a course on ancient egyptian religion... do you remember the 7th/6th grade when egpyt was "the thing", you knew everything an 11 year old could know about it, the mummies, the pyramids... yeah basically that. i was one of those kids who read books on egypt just for fun, my social studies projects were always on Egypt, i wanted to be an archeologist when i grew up and then eventually work in inventory of the Royal British Museum. those days are well behind me and i've settled to take a course on ancient egyptian religion. my proff's a real-live archeologist, he's done digs in the past and coming this november he'll be going on another one. as he was explaining the dig to us, i realized why God didn't want me to be an archeologist, because it's boring... he said something about finding holes, and speculating something about poles, then insert some imaging technology and ta-da a national shrine in the middle of nowhere. nonetheless, it's exciting that my proff is "going on a dig"