It feels wrong being up this late on purpose…and it’s not even 11:30 PM yet! You’re probably thinking, “You’re not doing this whole college thing right!” Well, my grades would be proof that I am…haha. I study for tests, feel like I didn’t study enough, freak out(not really), take the test, then find out I did pretty well! Well, in most cases. In my mid-term grades I had 6 A’s and one B…and that B sticks out like a sore thumb to me. And funny enough, I still don’t consider myself like a nerd, even though I’ve been called one several times this semester already. What am I doing up this late then? I have to register for classes for next semester. I feel like I am standing at the start line for a race. And essentially that is what I am doing…if I want to get into the classes I really want.
So I got to thinking, since I have to be up late anyway, but most of my homework is already done, I might as well write some things that have been on my mind lately. Writing is not enough to keep me up though, so I am having a XS energy drink as I write this…and yes, I will be able to sleep once I am done registering for my classes. This past weekend we had our first overnight Chorale trip. It was awesome! Getting to know the people I perform with better and forming memories with them was super fun and I look forward to doing that a lot more in the future! It was also super draining. Performing twice and meeting tons of new people was fun, but it was also stressful for me. I mentioned in a post before that I’m not the type of person to become energized by meeting new people. So Sunday night and yesterday were kind of tough for me. When I’m tired physically and emotionally I have a tendency to become homesick a lot easier. What keeps me going in those moments is knowing that my mom will be here in a couple of weeks and then I will be going home for Christmas! Having awesome friends and an awesome secret sister also helps. 😉 But I can’t lose focus of what I’m doing now. I have to stay focused to make sure I close out this semester strong.
I hear many things on campus. Some things I don’t want to know, but I hear it anyway. But one of the things that I hear the most is complaining. I’ve been guilty of it too. And then I feel bad instantly. Most people don’t realize what a blessing it is to be here. Most people don’t realize that they’re not entitled to what they have, they’re blessed. Most kids haven’t been out in the real world. They have no idea what it’s like to have to get up and go to work every single day. FHU is a bubble. I’m not saying everyone is like that, but I have heard enough of it. I don’t want to complain anymore. Do I want things to be even better? Sure! But if I don’t do anything to help in that, I have no right to complain. I just want to be thankful for the things that God has given me. He has given me so much! He has already done things for me that have gone past anything I could have ever imagined! My hope is that my time here at FHU will bring me closer to Him.