Tri 4

I really stink at blogging. Every other one is...Tri__. I guess I just get busy towards the end of the term. Anyway...a lot has happened since last time.

I started classes again and this time they aren't so demanding. I still am taking 30 credit hours, but they aren't as mentally draining as before. I still work too much and take on too many other responsibilities to be sane, but I'm living life to the fullest in my own unique way I guess. 2 weeks ago I drove home for my 5 year class reunion. It was really a fun time, but it was a little sad too. Almost all of my classmates attended college in Ohio and now have settled somewhere between Lima and Dayton. A lot of them are married, most are engaged and nearly all are committed to people from my home town. In high school my friend sarah and I weren't the cool kids - valedictorian/salutatorian does that to you I guess, but it was nice that even though we left the bubble they still welcomed us back in for the night. I realized though that I could never be satisfied living there and raising a family there though, which is really sad. I love my family and the area itself, but philosophy of life there isn't one I can see for myself long-term.

The following weekend I flew to Texas to represent Logan in "Chirogames". My volleyball team was REALLY good and we still placed 4th. You'd be amazed at some of these players!! I heard one college actually recruits! Rediculous! Logan College got 3rd place overall. It was a wild and crazy weekend in a lot of ways (some good, others not so good), but we met a lot of new people (mostly from our own school), so that was cool because it's nice to have friends in higher Tri's.

This week we had field day here on campus. (Yes, I realize that in the 1st 4 weeks I've yet to go to class five days in a row!!) My volleyball team won the championship against our biggest rivals - Tri 6. A good time was had by all and the weather was just perfect.

I went to a seminar last night and it was really eye opening. Mainly I realized (or re-realized) that we all have a philosophy - either we purposefully choose it or it ends up being the jumbled mess of our experiences. Without a distinct purpose we are left to function little better than animals totally focused on pain/pleasure. And contradiction within our purpose leads to destruction proportional to itself. That was a really brief summary and it does no justice to the event or the idea, but think about it. I know I have and things are going to change in my life because of it. (More on that later...)