Soon and very soon

So I am going to graduate with my One Year Practical Church Ministries Degree this May. I really don't have to walk in the ceremony but this being my 4th year in college I thought I would commemorate it by graduatin from BBC. Oh,,Debbie Rocks my socks off.
I am ecstatic, about going out to California this Summer. Three weeks of school left....annnnd... stress beginsss......NOW! I have to start studying for my algebra final, considering that it is 25% of my grade. It's always at this point in the semester when I wish I could just drop everything I am doing and only study for my finals. Unfortunately I still have to be responsible and work, and stick to my commitments. uuucck adulthood.
Soo I went and saw Michael W. Smith last week, So maybe I cried I don't know. For real it was a good show I volunteered to work at the merchandise booth, selling T's and paraphinalia, So they let me in for free. Watermark, and Selah, were the opening groups.
It's so amazing how God knows exactly what I need to hear, and he tells me in just the right way. It's crazy but I keep coming into situations and conversations, that are all telling me to let go of my plans for myself, and just let God do it. Humbling as they all are, I find myself always needing someone else's help. In itself doesn't seem odd, but it has been happening alot, It's making me realize how independant I "think" I am, and coming to reality where I can do nothing on my own, God's little reminders that I am not running my life. Sometimes it doesn't matter how good my intentions are, some things just don't go the way I plan them, and being able to roll with it is a challenge. Swallowing my pride and accepting help is the only way to do it sometimes. There have several occasions where I come to a point where I can decide to keep going even when it looks hopeless or just give up and say there is no point in wasting my time. For example walking into class and feeling like an idiot because not only is my grade on the rocks but I failed to even realize that I have a 4 page report due and I haven't even thought about what the topic of the research paper would be. I could a. drop the class I don't really need it or b. go apologize to the professor and ask for an extension , which in nature I would choose a. It's the easiest to slip out and hope nobody even noticed my miserable attempt. Luckily I chose b. and added it to my list of things that were due, stayed up extremely late the next few days and it turned out alright I got an A on the paper and he even docked me for it being late. So it was a little lesson I learned,... that, and Math in general, as long as there is math in the world I will continue to be humbled.

In a Month

It's been a whole month since my last confession. Man time flies and I've been meaning to update this thing. So here we go, I do this all the time in my journal I will try to remember all the important things that happen. They are never very good entries though because I don't have the details that make them quirky.
Easter was wonderful my sister and her husband, and they're baby Oliver came from ND. Oliver is 16 months and quite possible the most beautiful boy I have ever seen and I've seen many. I got a newer car, that is newer than my 95 mazda, upgraded to a 98 Toyota Camry. I took out my first loan, So I think I am officially an adult right.
Met some new friends at BBC, I like them.
My sister did move out and I miss her, it always seems like something is missing in the apartment, you know like another person.
I got an ipod whewew, so I am all of the sudden always trying to think of music that I want to get, I finally found a hobby of collecting Music.
I have decided I am not ready for love or a serious relationship, Well the that's what the quiz on "Bridget Jones Diary 2" told me. You know on all the extras it sometimes has a game to play so I went through to find my "perfect match", I answered it pretty honestly and at the end it actually said "Neither" I don't even get an answer. I couldn't believe it, even on a quiz I don't get a date. So we went through and answered all the opposite answers, and got set up with Hugh Grant. My sisters thought it was quite funny.
"Quick call the police" I heard as I ran outside my sister's apartment barefoot. It was a Calm Saturday night on the campus of BBC then suddenly all were disturbed by the smashing metal and screaching tires, followed by a long car horn. I looked out the window and an old car came flying down the small street in between the apartment buildings, It looked out of control and then we heard another smash. Then all three of us sisters fled outside my sister Shelby was the leader and immediately ran toward the car. There was so much commotion with a pretty large audience and smoke was everywhere I heard a popping sound. I jumped and yelled to Shelby " They have a gun , but she didn't seem to hear, my sister Nicole and I tried to get her back inside and I turned to run inside and came extremely close to nailing the metal pole directly behind me. It was really funny, ecspecially because there was never a gun, turns out I am the one who panics in a tight situation.
The driver took off running while 4-5 BBC STUDLY STUDENTS , tried to stop him , he slipped and they held him down until the cop got there. The car rerended a car causing a 3 car pile up on Kearney and kept going and hit 3 more on the side of the road at BBC. There were cops and Firetrucks every where It was crazy. There were some illegal substances involved and I think the car was stolen.
There you go. I know I have left some good things out of this blog, but this will be good for now.