It’s late.  I’m tired. I really just don’t want to think about anything; and yet all I can do is think. I feel like I’ve been quite good at accepting not only the good God gives me, but also the bad. This is merely what I I thought… I shed tears tonight for the first time since who-knows-when, but immediately felt humiliated that I was at that point. Here’s the dealio: Marisa Kauffman is now moved in at the Hamline house and we’ve both started our semester here at UND (YAY!).  I helped her move in, and she returned the favor. This girl I had met while searching for an apartment for Marisa texted me while I was headed back to GF saying that she needed a roommate. Well, I had looked at this apartment in prospects for Marisa, but it was filled and apparently the girl backed out so it was vacant. This apartment is on-campus, and about $100/month cheaper than my other place. I wouldn’t need to mooch rides! So I called my mother and told her that Kridhita (my new roommate)has others interested in the apartment so it was basically first come first serve. My mom advised to go ahead and get it and then look for a roommate to fill my place in the old apartment. I hastily agreed and told Kridhita I would move in. Oh yes. Yes I did. I know, hasty, foolish, and screaming for trouble. But God has blessed me greatly when I heed to my parents advice so I was okay with it. I had told my roomies last semester that I was looking for a cheaper place and was planning on paying rent until I found them a roommate (soooooo much drama about “unfair/fairness” that I won’t go into). Needless to say, they were not happy. The hard part for me has been not pointing out the “unfairness” that I’ve been through this whole past semester and why I’m right and so on and so forth. I’ve had very mean thoughts and words I’ve wanted to say but the Lord has had mercy on me and provided me with the grace to let only kind words out. It’s so hard. Especially when I’ve been cheated all semester ;)

I have so much going on! 20 credits, paying two rents, juggling two jobs, trying to work out a way to get accepted to the teaching program so I can come up next year and student teach, and blah blah blah I won’t bore you any longer. LORD PLEASE HELP ME! Crying tonight was such a weak point. I need to be cheerful and trusting in all circumstances! God is probably laughing at every little foolish choice and mistake I make. I can imagine Him cringing at my choice of car (sold to me when broken head gaskets. Bye bye car…and money…), and my hasty housing decision. But I’m also gonna trust that He can make bad decisions work for good. I just need some encouragement… Anywho, that’s a short (but oh so long!) glimpse at hectic, insane life in Grand Forks, North Dakota.

Toodles!