drunken teachers, math homework, and backpacks

the first week is almost over....classes go until tomorrow for me. one more day to survive. and yet so much has happened. my english teacher, i swear teaches drunk...or high....or both.

i love my math teachers and they are amazing. and i can't wait to see what the rest of this quarter brings me. i am struggling to keep the two classes straight but i know that i can do it...i just need to focus on it. which i will do.

the backpack tent event is done, but i ended that with more money coming to me in the next few weeks...and a job which im looking forward to it. because i really like my boss.

i am thinking that this might be a long quarter thanks to my english teacher and the fact that all my classes are so close in time together. or the fact that im not going to have time to go home as i thought i was going to. but im definitely going to keep busy and keep my mind away from things that make me go crazy.

iama mustang

*makes a sound like a horse*

three days into this college thing, and i think i can get used to it. maybe not live forever like this....but get use to enough to survive the next four years of college. i haven't found any certain person that i totally love and adore yet...but i have been able to meet a billion new people. some interesting, some not so interesting. it definitely wasn't easy the first night. but i got through it. and i know that i will get through this week, the first awkward week of being in a new place, and being around so many people at once. i got a job, and now im hoping that i will find some friends that i feel comfortable with. its also nice to be around people who have no idea what my life has been like. no idea what my past has held. and no questions to ask but "whats your major" or "where do you live"

but sharing a bathroom with like 25 other people is something i may never get used to.

may God give me whats best in the year to come.

one foot in front of the other

i have been so busy, i haven't had time to sit down and write.

i have been taking one day at a time. not planning for tomorrow until the very last minute, because i know i should be focused on my todays...and not my tomorrows, for we aren't promised them.

if i think too much, my mind shuts down and my whole body goes into a nervous state and i get so sick to my stomach. so im just taking my days one day at a time.

i had to say goodbye to my two best friends. it was hard. all i wanted to do was sit and cry. and not think about the idea of me not being able to see them in person till thanksgiving, and that isn't even a for sure thing yet. but i have to remember that God has been taking care of me this far, and He will continue to do so. I saw one of my favorite teachers also yesterday. I know God is going to give her a few extra jewels for being such an amazing lady. i am definitely going to miss her class.

my heart is heavy with uncertainty with my return here, but i know that i will find my car, where ever it may be, come back here and visit the people i love.

i have to remember that this is not my home, my home is with the people that love me...even if they are scattered across the state and out of state.