Opportunity strikes when you least expect it.

As I sit here in my dorm room, of course thinking about all the things I could be doing besides this, I start to reflect on everything that has happened in the past couple of days. Today, in particular, I thought was one of the looooongest days of my life.

I have a Western History & Culture class that is three hours long, believe me when I say I'm not complaining about the time, because I could be taking a lab and that would be awful. But, I don't agree with anything the teacher says. I think it's because she wants to be some sort of therapist and college kids are the last people that want to listen to someone on "changing your life."

She gave us a big project today, that actually got my attention. We have to visit an organization committed to "the good life." One of the options she gave us was to go to a Buddhist temple or mosque. That sounded really different to me while I was sitting at the horrible swivel desk.

Isn't this what college is all about?

I started to think of how great this opportunity would be for me. I have grown up in the South and have attended many Baptist churches, but nothing like a Buddhist temple. I have heard stories of how beautifully crafted they are and how calm and welcoming they are too, but I've never put myself out there and visited one. How cool would that be?!

That was really the only thing I got out of the whole three hour period, but it was something to think about. On a more filling note, I got Chinese food for dinner. Oh!, how many ethnicities and religions impact our lives everyday that we never really pay attention to? Probably more than you'd think.