9. Life as We Know It.

The end is near for the blogs. Actually, its pretty close. For me, this is the last required one that I will write. Whether I will write more is the real question. As worries as I have been about turning these blogs in on time, and getting my appropriate number of comments in, it's been pretty theraputic to write about things. I'm not too ecstatic about it being all on the internet, but I have gotten used to the idea. So overall, I guess I would say that these blogs have actually been helpful to me, going beyond just an assignment. But that isn't the point of this last required blog.

Sadly, I don't really have a point to this blog. I have shared quite a bit about my spiritulity and faith over this blog. But what about my social development, as the Mission Statement would say? I wrote about homecoming and rush, which were both great! I haven't really written about my educational development, but the schooling part of my experience is going well. I am genuinely in a place of happiness in my life. I am officially an NT active, as of yesterday! I have great friends, a wonderful family, and am healthy. I have nothing to complain about.

I feel that the stereotype for blogs is usually along the lines of someone whining about their feelings. Or writing an angry blog against the opposing political party or even something trivial like the new Brad Pitt movie, and why it shouldn't have made 3.2 million dollars in the first weekend. But I don't have any complaints about my feelings, or political parties, and especially not about Brad Pitt. I just wanted this last blog to be happy and uplifiting to people who read it. And if someone is reading it and is having an awful day or week, or even month, know this: everything will work out as it should. Don't sweat the small stuff. And above all else: if you are at the lowest point you think you can ever get at, it can only go up from there.

:)

8. Growing Up

As this week encroaches, I am quickly realizing that I am having to grow up. One would think that by this time in college I would have learned that being in college means growing up. But now that I am faced with an incredibly difficult week I am quickly finding out that I am on my own. My mother is not here to help me pick out my schedule. My dad is not here to make sure that I am alright with my incredibly bad day. I am on my own.

With this realization came a sort of comfort. I am finding out who I am. How I am suppose to deal with these trials and tribulations in my own way. This coming week is proving to be one that will rival all of the other bad weeks from my past. But I am alright with it, because I know that I have my faith.

Going through rough times only makes you stronger, so they say. But maybe its the path between rough times and the good times that make you stronger. I do not believe that a person's strength comes simply from the bad times. I believe that strength comes from knowing (during the bad times) that the good times are not so far away.