I guess if you don't jump, you'll never know if you can fly
I don't actually know who still reads these, but I just wanted to get a few thoughts out and let whoever is still living in the livejournal community know that I am alive and well in Texas.
It is really strange being so far away from the people that I really care about. But I guess that's what I wanted right? I wanted to come here and make myself feel complete without having other people complete me. I am perfectly aware how dramatic that sounds, but regardless, it is true. And I think I am acheiving what I wanted. I'm having a lot of fun down here, and Texans are all so nice. It's almost like a completely different culture. People seriously care about each other. I never realized what a difference that would make in a community or in people's lives.
So, I ran away from Ilinois and I don't intend on visiting often. How can a place be such a hell hole yet at the same time be my home? And why am I asking that question when I already know the answer. The people I love are in Illinois. Wherever they happened to be, that would be home.
I also wanted to comment that it's funny how sometimes God cannot be more obvious about where he wants you to go. One can try every road, every path, and every possible means to try and get their own agenda completed. But he will close door after door and burn every bridge, until the only way left for you to go is crawling through a window. There is no such thing as a coincidence.
Although these thoughts of mine are jumbled, confusing, and probably contradicatory, I want it to be said that I am enjoying myself immensely here. My classes are easy and boring right now, but I'm hoping that will change as the semester continues. I joined choir, and that is keeping me really busy, but I aboslutely love it. I applied for an internship with the Student Government Association here at UNT and I find out today if I got it or not. I am also thinking about joining a literature club. I am trying to build up the courage to join a church here on campus. I love my roomates, and I love the weather. So really, I cannot complain about anything.
I have decided that this December I'm donating my hair to Locks of Love. I want to go help in New Orleans for Spring Break. I want to graduate in 3 years and then go on to graduate school. I want to spend a year as a missionary, and I want to adopt 2 children.
Where those thoughts came from, I have no idea.
I hope everyone is well and i miss ya'll! (I'm sorry, I had to say it! I'm a Texan now). :)