Resistance

The greatest bit of resistance that I encountered at BYU was probably the first two weeks of my campus life. I am not sure what it was-- possibly a combination of homesickness and culture shock-- but i had a really rough time in those first two weeks. I had been in Uganda for the last three weeks and had driven almost straight from the airport to Utah. I suppose that my being so down was as a result of that. How did I deal with it? I'm not entirely sure. I think it might have been that after a week or two I was really just involved in the whole University thing, and knowing my roommates better and making friends must have helped too. Overall, i think that "resisitance" just took care of itself naturally.