So, I've been saying, "Geez, people need to update their blogs!" And then I look at mine, and realize that it's been over a week since I've done a post. Oops.
But, my life is boring. Monotonous. Stressful. Nothing really exciting. I go to school. Look forward to Chamber, Psych (usually) and seminary. Go home. Do homework. Procrastinate. Do more homework. Stress. and go to bed. Repeat. Weekends are full of procrastination and being lazy. Sounds exciting, no?
This weekend was a bit different. Friday and Saturday night was the Broadway Review at Mesa High. It was pretty awesome. The seniors in choir sang Seasons of Love. We pretty much rocked it. And then all the other acts were AMAZING! Seriously. I loved going, because the talent was amazing. Plus, I sat by Holly and Kristina which equals mucho laughter.
Despite the awesomeness of the Broadway Review, I've just gotten completely and totally sick of school. I'm so ready for school to be done. I've hit the ginormous brick wall called senioritis. I have three AP tests to do. And I really only feel ready for one of them. Yet, I don't want to do any work - but I have to do keep my scholarship. I'd be ok if it weren't for the AP tests. I wish I could get college credit without the dang tests. They make me want to cry.
Graduation. Please come quickly! Just, not too quickly, because of the AP tests. Or, you know, just skip the tests. I'd be ok with that. I'm so ready to be done with high school. With the city of Mesa. With being at home and having to share the house with my 30 year old brother. (I love Michael, I really do. It's just gotten really hard to get along with him and share a house with him.) I'm ready to be on my own - well...as ready as a soon to be 18 year old can be.
Flagstaff. It's gonna be scary. I know that. Total responsibility. But, well...I don't know how to explain it. I know it'll be ok. The Lord has been guiding my path so far. He'll guide me the rest of the way, as long as I'm doing what I'm supposed to. Flagstaff is where I'm supposed to be. NAU is the school I'm meant to go to. Apartment 96 (I think that's the number?) in University Meadows, with Katie Wilson and others is where I'm meant to live. No big deal. The Lord's got this. I'm in His hands. I'll be alright. I just want life to let me go, so I can do those things.
Last, I am eternally grateful that I have been living my life the way I have been. Yes, I could be doing better, and I'm aiming to be better, but because I have been living this way, my path has crossed the paths of others, who are also living righteous lives. And those others have become incredibly important to me. Without them in my life, I would hopeless. Because I have been going down my right path, I have met others going down their right path, and I have been strengthened - and hopefully I have strengthened them. Always be aware of what path you're going down. You don't want to miss crossing paths with people who are awesomeness on a stick. That would be sad.
Yes. My life. Graduation, please come! Love, a girl who is finally ready(ish) to grow up.
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Growing up is scary, I'm not going to try to convince you otherwise! Oh, but what an adventure it is, and I can tell you are super excited! Change takes adjustment, but you are going to love what life has in store for you! Can't wait to have you up here, living with me and other amazing girls in good ol' 96! We're going to have some great times :)
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