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Wow.
This second semster has been insane and I haven't even been back for two weeks yet. I got caught in a snow storm-esque situation on my drive back to Buena Vista and I seriously almost died about three times. My car kept sliding on the ice and I don't remember the last time I was so scared.I had to sleep in my car that night. I was 53 miles out side of Roanoke and I was parked beside a little gas station for the night.
It was creepy. But it makes for a good story.
The first few days of school were super stressful. I had to change my entire schedule and I was a drop/add fool. I dropped French II, I dropped Literature of Western Civ I, added Literature of Western Civ II, added Child and Adolescent Development and added Philosophy.
Philosophy is probably going to kill me. And if, by the grace of God, it doesn't, I'm sure Lit of Western Civ II will do away with my already feeble carcass.
My lit professor is actually really awesome. I enjoy his class a lot. However, the reading assignments are insane. We read Hamlet in a week. I read Hamlet in highschool and we were on it for at least a month. It was insane. Luckily, dragging it on like Mrs. Gretchen Patricio did was ultimately beneficial because I was able to skim through and remember all of the things that were going on.
What do you know? I've gained something positive from that old bat of a woman. The ratio of good to bad is a little off...by about three thousand, but it's cool.
My Philosophy class is just crazy. It's a completely differnt level of thinking for me and it's not just that, but it's thinking about things that until this semester I've really never had any interest in thinking about. It's semi-interesting. Semi-torture. There's a ton of reading in that class too and I'm afraid I will have no social life this semester.
That's sad.
But hopefully I'll be able to balance everything out. I got a calling today in church. I'm on the Enrichment Comittee. Not too shabby. I'm excited, but it's just another thing to have to balance. But it's worth it.
So if I didn't mention, I'm on the 4th floor of Main now. Room 424. Rebekah and I are roomies and it's been an interesting situation to say the least. This is my journal so I can say this, but sometimes being "good" isn't half as easy as everyone makes it seem. I love being the "good girl" and I love having high standards and morals and I love that I'm clean. But it's not that easy. My trials and struggles aren't with boys and beer but with dealing with others who are dealing with those stuggles. My roommate and her boyfriend are doing things they shouldn't be doing. It's against the honor code, church standards and their own standards. But they can't seem to control themselves. It's not my direct problem, but I have the responsibility, I think, to counsel her and let her know what's right. Which means I have to step it up in my own righteousness. It's been extremely difficult for me to be patient with her and be her friend whil still counseling her to go talk to our Bishop. It's so hard to have the Spirit in our room when she's so unworthy to have it in her own life. It's so hard for me to talk to her about spiritual things that she needs to hear when they aren't at all what she wants to hear.
She's been super negative lately and she's been taking it all out on me. I lose track of how many times a day she calls me a piece of crap. I hate it. It's so frustrating. I love her and I want the best for her but she can be so stubborn and rude that she won't accept anything. It's been a trial lately. This semester will be rough for sure..but I'm honored to think that the Lord knows I can do this.
I spent the weekend with Jackie.
I dont' remember the last time I laughed that hard.
I love laughing with Jackie.
She's my favorite.
We threw papers on her paper route.
Seriously hilarious.
I love her
a whole
lot.
It's snowing today.
It's happy.
I love
snow.
But don't tell anyone. It's still sort of a secret. I'm working it out with the Lord. :]
I would say right now...life is good.
--katie claire [somedaysarebetterthanothersbutthosedaysarestillgreat
Secret: I'm moving to Provo next August. BYU? Maybe. Cosmetology school? Maybe. Either way, I'm Provo bound and I'm stoked. ]
This second semster has been insane and I haven't even been back for two weeks yet. I got caught in a snow storm-esque situation on my drive back to Buena Vista and I seriously almost died about three times. My car kept sliding on the ice and I don't remember the last time I was so scared.I had to sleep in my car that night. I was 53 miles out side of Roanoke and I was parked beside a little gas station for the night.
It was creepy. But it makes for a good story.
The first few days of school were super stressful. I had to change my entire schedule and I was a drop/add fool. I dropped French II, I dropped Literature of Western Civ I, added Literature of Western Civ II, added Child and Adolescent Development and added Philosophy.
Philosophy is probably going to kill me. And if, by the grace of God, it doesn't, I'm sure Lit of Western Civ II will do away with my already feeble carcass.
My lit professor is actually really awesome. I enjoy his class a lot. However, the reading assignments are insane. We read Hamlet in a week. I read Hamlet in highschool and we were on it for at least a month. It was insane. Luckily, dragging it on like Mrs. Gretchen Patricio did was ultimately beneficial because I was able to skim through and remember all of the things that were going on.
What do you know? I've gained something positive from that old bat of a woman. The ratio of good to bad is a little off...by about three thousand, but it's cool.
My Philosophy class is just crazy. It's a completely differnt level of thinking for me and it's not just that, but it's thinking about things that until this semester I've really never had any interest in thinking about. It's semi-interesting. Semi-torture. There's a ton of reading in that class too and I'm afraid I will have no social life this semester.
That's sad.
But hopefully I'll be able to balance everything out. I got a calling today in church. I'm on the Enrichment Comittee. Not too shabby. I'm excited, but it's just another thing to have to balance. But it's worth it.
So if I didn't mention, I'm on the 4th floor of Main now. Room 424. Rebekah and I are roomies and it's been an interesting situation to say the least. This is my journal so I can say this, but sometimes being "good" isn't half as easy as everyone makes it seem. I love being the "good girl" and I love having high standards and morals and I love that I'm clean. But it's not that easy. My trials and struggles aren't with boys and beer but with dealing with others who are dealing with those stuggles. My roommate and her boyfriend are doing things they shouldn't be doing. It's against the honor code, church standards and their own standards. But they can't seem to control themselves. It's not my direct problem, but I have the responsibility, I think, to counsel her and let her know what's right. Which means I have to step it up in my own righteousness. It's been extremely difficult for me to be patient with her and be her friend whil still counseling her to go talk to our Bishop. It's so hard to have the Spirit in our room when she's so unworthy to have it in her own life. It's so hard for me to talk to her about spiritual things that she needs to hear when they aren't at all what she wants to hear.
She's been super negative lately and she's been taking it all out on me. I lose track of how many times a day she calls me a piece of crap. I hate it. It's so frustrating. I love her and I want the best for her but she can be so stubborn and rude that she won't accept anything. It's been a trial lately. This semester will be rough for sure..but I'm honored to think that the Lord knows I can do this.
I spent the weekend with Jackie.
I dont' remember the last time I laughed that hard.
I love laughing with Jackie.
She's my favorite.
We threw papers on her paper route.
Seriously hilarious.
I love her
a whole
lot.
It's snowing today.
It's happy.
I love
snow.
But don't tell anyone. It's still sort of a secret. I'm working it out with the Lord. :]
I would say right now...life is good.
--katie claire [somedaysarebetterthanothersbutthosedaysarestillgreat
Secret: I'm moving to Provo next August. BYU? Maybe. Cosmetology school? Maybe. Either way, I'm Provo bound and I'm stoked. ]