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| So, other than my lack of wifi on my lappy, ACU is awesome!!! I do however miss my mom, among other things in Katy. =) | | |
| I seem to have 2 days to finish packing, and I don't feel like I'm even close to being done packing. I know I am, my rooms almost empty, however there still seems to be emotional stuff piling up. My mom has to sell the house. My house soon wont be my house. I'm going to come home and not even have a home anymore, since we'll be living with my Mema. It's scary. I feel like I should be boxing up all my memories and all the work and diligence and efffort we put into redecorating and redoing all the floors and walls. I don't want to leave. People keep asking me, "Are you excited yet?" and my answer is some ambiguous lie about, oh I'm worried that I still have a lot to do before I go. It's total bologna. I dread leaving, I dread going and not living at home, where there's protection and safety, and yes, familiarity. I fear the unknown. I fear change. I fear dissapointing my family. I fear that I will fail. I feel like there are people rooting for me to fail, which is really odd because I know that's totally untrue. Whatever, this is just a bunch of my mumbo jumbo whining nonsense. Off to find something important to do. "On Christ the solid rock we will stand. All other ground is sinking sand." | | |
| So, I'm reading this book. And it's making me think. And the more and more I read, the more I realize that these two people, who's ideas are at times radical and, lets face it, a little weird, are actually right on some of this stuff. I don't want to go into details, cause I just took a sleeping pill and it wont be coherent, but seriously. Scary. | | |
| As of today, there are two weeks left until I leave for college. I never realized there was so much that has to be done! First,the packing. Many people's parents want them to pack up everything, and my moms no different. There's the shopping for things you use everyday, but share with other people. In my case, that shampoo, toothpaste, soap, etc. Then there's the emotional things. In my case, Matt left for school/to move into his appartment yesterday. I already miss him. I'm scared shitless of leaving. I'm not ready. | | |
| It sometimes amazes me how sometimes it just takes the worst circumstances to lead someone back to God. | | |
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