Sunday, February 5, 2012

Back again, Back again, Jiggity Jig

So, it's been a while. I've learned that I'm not really very good about keeping blogs. Not am I good at journaling. I think that might be the antithesis of Mormon female, but it's the truth! So much has happened in the past few months it's crazy.

I keep thinking that life will slow down, and that things will become routine. Each semester I settle into a schedule that becomes almost second natures-- but things never become routine. I suppose I am grateful for that. I think if life was too routine I'd be miserably bored and I'd become tired of it. But every once and a while I wish I could have a couple of weeks of boring.

On the other hand, some of the exciting changes have been totally worth it. I'm dating a boy. His name is Peter. I like him. That's probably a good thing, since I'm dating him and all that. It's a little bit strange for me to be in a relationship. I've never been in a relationship before. I worry about whether I'm doing things right, or if I'm doing things wrong, or if there is no right way to do things and what's going on with him, and what's going on with me-- but when I'm with him things tend to settle down and I'm happy.

50 points for the Boy, he can make my brain stop running at 100 mph. Subtract 15 for the times he makes my mind race. He's still coming out pretty far ahead, there! Wonder if he'll ever read this?

School is winding to a close, in just a few months I will be a college graduate. I don't think I ever expected it to really happen, but it's snuck up on me and bitten me in the butt! What do I do with that? Where do I go from here?

It's been an anxiety ridden time, that's for sure. But I keep coming back to one thing when I feel like my anxiousness is going to overwhelm me-- God.

There only purpose to this picture is to display my sassiness.


My relationship with my Heavenly Father is the one constant that I've been able to completely depend on over the past few months. He's always there to listen to my prayers, my rants, my raves, even the occasional curse-- and if I let myself I can feel his love.

I spent three hours at the Temple today, and let me tell you-- the only place I DON'T mind waiting in line for a five minute procedure is inside the temple. Any place that can quell my impatience for three hours must be a marvelous place.

All in all, that's it. Life is good. God is great. People are Crazy.