(to the right you'll notice a beautiul picture of my pals at the U---back: Nathan, Tony, Jen, Me, and in the front is Jeremy, one of our CAs)
Ok so I'm not quite up to par on this whole blog situation; reading Robert's blog really put things into perspective about how lame mine really is. Whatever, this is my attempt.
D-Days-USD's homecoming- was this past week and weekend and it proved to be a bit upsetting... well let's just say that it wasn't a barrell of laughs for Mikayla. Britt came down to Verm for the weekend so we still made Saturday night really count. I think we (Hill, Kar, and I) are going to start a bitch-beer Saturday once a month, because we had a genuinely good time sitting around drinking our own six-pack. I don't know how this is going to work out though, I'll keep you guys posted.
Anyway, getting to my emotional state: I've concluded that guys are the spawn of satan, or at least I keep telling myself this keep myself sane. Now, I don't want to offend one of my two viewers out there, because odds are, one of you is a boy; you have to understand that this is all I can do to keep myself from losing it. But I swear to God I am going to die a spinster, incapable of love.
However, speaking of God, I have had some serious heart-to-heart time with religion and i can conclude that I agree with some aspects of Buddhism as well as Hindu and my own Protestant Christianity... I don't know, the jury is still out on my stance, but I think this indefinite veiw is good. A basic principle of Buddhism is that you follow your own religion: the only thing that matters is your personl relationship either with yourself and/or with God. I completely a
gree with this principle. I am my own religion, and I like not being dictated to. Some of you creepers out there may notice my religious status on Facebook changing sporatically, this is usually influenced by my current feelings and stance.
Honestly, even after having my heart broken (in a manner of speaking) I can still find great comfort in my friends. I thought I would regret coming to school with them, but it has made my transition so much smoother. Hillarie is, pretty much, my only family here and she has been there to pick me up whenever I need it. I am so incredibly thankful for her.
To add to my bliss, Hillarie is jamming like crazy to Hanson right now. It's times like these that I have to remind myself that life is really good and God won't throw anything at me that He knows I can't handle.
