College is hard. This has been my go to sentence this week. Whyyy? I keep telling myself, "you can do hard things," and then it comes time to do them and I'm like, "no I can't!" And then my boss tells me I'm promoted and that I can work 5 extra hours a week and part of me is like "yay, more money" and then another part of me is like "darn, less time and more responsibility." It's good though. And I definitely can't complain because it is a blessing needed and fun to be a part of something bigger at work, but at the same time I wonder, can I really handle this? Throughout my college academics, there have been multiple times when I simply felt like a failure. And I don't want to feel that way anymore. I'm finally getting into my major classes and I don't want to fail. It's one of my greatest fears. But it's one that I've been facing alone and it's hard. College is hard.
Okay, that's all I'm going to whine about today. Because
, here is some exciting news. Well, for me at least, which is pathetic because I shouldn't get excited about this. But I do, and I am excited about it.
I have a letter from a missionary waiting for me at home! A missionary that I actually kind of like. I sometimes wish I didn't like him, it would make things easier, but it's hard to tell your feelings what to do. Anyway, too bad it's 45 miles away in Riverton at home. I'm trying not to be so excited but the news sure brought a smile to my face when I learned about it, an uncontrollable, giddy smile. Like I said, pathetic. This kid most likely doesn't even like me. But then again, what if he does? Bleh. I'm over it, but not. College is hard.
Another thing, this song is lovely: Lonely Hands by Angus and Julia Stone. Listen to it, love it.
So many other beautiful songs, but for now, this one has been on constant repeat. Also, White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes.
Okay, that's all I'm going to whine about today. Because
, here is some exciting news. Well, for me at least, which is pathetic because I shouldn't get excited about this. But I do, and I am excited about it.
I have a letter from a missionary waiting for me at home! A missionary that I actually kind of like. I sometimes wish I didn't like him, it would make things easier, but it's hard to tell your feelings what to do. Anyway, too bad it's 45 miles away in Riverton at home. I'm trying not to be so excited but the news sure brought a smile to my face when I learned about it, an uncontrollable, giddy smile. Like I said, pathetic. This kid most likely doesn't even like me. But then again, what if he does? Bleh. I'm over it, but not. College is hard.
Another thing, this song is lovely: Lonely Hands by Angus and Julia Stone. Listen to it, love it.
So many other beautiful songs, but for now, this one has been on constant repeat. Also, White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes.
Besides this, life is still always beautiful and I constantly try to remember that. Be it in the deer I see on campus, the stellar Utah sunsets as of late, or a game of cat choir with the roommates. College may be hard, but life is beautiful. Cheesy, but true.
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