First United Methodist Church has a van that's taking us to Birmingham.

We're excited about it. We were on our way to Epworth (a coastal Georgia United Methodist retreat) when she came up with it.

From what I understand, no one's hurt, but my mom wouldn't tell me if she's not doing well anyway. She wouldn't want me to worry.

On Friday night, I was notified by one of my residents that a hurricane was coming. By morning, everyone was crying, asking me what's going on and what to do. Ms. Darby -- the dorm parent who I report to -- asked me to announce that the school was to be evacuated by 4 o'clock.

We would have left campus earlier, but one of our buses broke down right before we left. We had to wait two hours for another bus to come in.

I'm going to be in Birmingham.