SO! College! We'll see how things are when class actually starts, but as for now, I'm really liking it here! My apartment is warm and cozy and full of very friendly flies! I've eaten free meals everyday for the past four days! I've watched quite a bit of tv and movies!
My roommates are wonderful!!! I love them. I love that we are all so incredibly different, with different skill sets and backgrounds, but that somehow all of that melts away and we've become fast friends. We already have a myriad of inside jokes, including but not limited to: fat & sassy Spock, the snap dance, the Princess and the Pauper, and fighting wind gusts. As you can probably deduce, we have already had many adventures in our first four/five days here! It's been a rock-rolling good time.
I failed a test today but I tried to stay positive and focus on the blessings that can come from it. It does add quite a bit of weight to my already very-extremely-stressed-out mindset, but it's all good hearty learning experiences. I'm also discovering that my cooking skills, and more particularly my motivation to exercise my cooking skills, is greatly lacking. I'm mildly concerned about my work ethic, my insufficient funds, and my ability to succeed with so many demanding classes. But! Through all of this, I know that the Lord is aware of me, and is blessing me greatly. I love the Lord more and more every day. He truly carries me. When I feel like my vision is clouded or the burden is just too much, I can pray to Him and know that He knows all things, and can provide the comfort and the spiritual hug that I honestly really need. I am always in sincere need of a good hug. Ever since Ben left, gorgamous guy.
Tomorrow is email day! And there's nothing I could possibly need or want more than a wonderful, comforting, beautiful email from the love of my life. I worry about him alllll the time. What with McKai and Taft leaving tomorrow, I'll have even more people to worry about! It's ridiculous. The Lord is truly testing my faith in His plan, ha! No, I know He has it all under control. That doesn't mean that I don't miss Ben more and more every day.
I'm scared to forget. I really am. I'm scared to forget the wonderful times we had. I'm scared to forget how he laughs at stupid things, or how he makes everything alright somehow through magic. I don't want to forget his voice, or his grin, or his eyes when they become sincere and so so blue. I hope he is adjusting as well as I have. I hope he's happy. Tomorrow is the moment of truth! I'm getting all stuffy and sad now, and I shouldn't be! All's well. Big adventures tomorrow. Another day to depend on the Lord to guide me through the ocean in my boat that is tight as a dish.
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