What a struggle today was. And the exasperating thing is I don't really know why. Actually that is a lie. For some reason, I am required to have the next two years of my life figured out because my financial aid application must be turned in by February 1. Why has my mood and the quality of my life for the past two days been determined by a double sided piece of paper with 27 fill-in-the-blanks? I'll tell you why, because not only are there a dozen questions to ask my financial aid counselor (who is quite the Suzy Sunshine, let me tell you), but I also must make a pest of myself to my advisor (with whom I am additionally taking a class this semester, so I'm sure she looooves seeing me every Monday), and the good people over at Residence Life. All because I have to know by February 1 whether I will be in Boston over the summer. Argh. And people wonder (myself included) why I am so high strung all the time. Believe me, I would love to be one of those people that takes life a day at a time, but deadlines and a long genetic line of women worriers prevents me from being the care-free being I dream of becoming someday. How do those people do it? Don't they have FAFSA deadlines or money to worry about or something? Those people that fall into jobs, or relationships, or money so easily and you're talking to them at a party and you just want to punch them in the nose.
Whoa. I seem to have Hulked out a bit there.
And I do realize that if I were a good person I would put things in perspective here and realize that I have it pretty good compared to a lot of people, but damn sometimes it feels good to complain for a little bit.
Speaking of complaining. It has been brought to my attention that I neglected some very important family members of mine in my last post. Carol, Scott, and Grandmother's pie, I am very sorry and you all are some of my favorite lovies ever (in addition to the rest of the family)!
In honor of the State of the Union Address, I thought this was somewhat interesting: http://www.npr.org/2011/01/25/133212080/a-users-guide-to-the-politics-of-applause
Also, I got this off my friend Kyle's facebook. Hilarious, but also a little sad:
http://pleated-jeans.com/2011/01/24/the-united-states-of-shame-chart/
At the risk of making you scream or throw up...'Cast your cares on Him because He cares for you.' 1 Peter 5:7. Give it to Him in prayer; ask someone you know who prays (a-hmmmm) to join w/you as you pray; wrap yourself in ypur prayer blankie; TRUST Him (even tho His timex runs differently than yours...). Love you!
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