It's Been a Long Day

Well, it totally happened. I got the worst case of writer's block ever. Not like I'm so much of a writer, but I have never experienced anything like it. Yeah, its hard to write a paper for school, but to just write about your own life? Its harder then it sounds.

But I'll give it whirl because heck, it's Christmas Eve, or I guess technically Christmas now, and I am sitting in my bed, as I have been for the last 3 hours, watching gossip girl like it's the most important thing that this planet has to physically offer. Let me just be real, as much as I would love to read, and I can find myself to enjoy it, when I see a good tv show, my gosh I just can't help myself. Its like a curse. Kinda the same as a book but more modern, right? (Some english lover is going to kill me for that) but I'm just being real.

And on the subject of reality, let me just allow you all to get a good look at mine.

So Christmas break happened a little early for me. I was able to finish my exams in two days, barely. I had 3 exams in one day, no don't be impressed. It was dumb. And since my dorm room suddenly turned into a mix of a sauna, cheap motel, and a humid stuffy camp cabin, I couldn't stay another night. So I packed my things and headed home, allowing myself to have a full 5 weeks of Christmas vacation.

I left with more excitement then most Freshmen in college. I left knowing I was coming home to home- cooked food, some people that actually knew me, and my comfortable, oh so comfortable bed. Well, just because home now in my mind seemed to be a vacation, I quickly learned that it is not. It actually hit me with  more reality then I ever saw coming.

As I began my first week with all my friends home for the holidays, I was hit with something. A stumbling block perhaps. Or better said a wall. I hit a wall. Hard. I was faced with someone that one can only imagine in the movies. Oh social suicide, what a devious little thing. Well, it happened. It happened in a way that I never imagined happening to anyone I ever would really know. Not like it was a huge deal, I now realize that I may have over-reacted a tad in the whole ordeal. But, the fact that I made someone so upset, upset me. It actually nasiated me to the point wh--- Well, I guess that's beside the point. Anyways, it hit me in a way that I would never expect. I didn't want revenge, nor did I want to know who this anonymous "sniper" was. I was just distraught. I was distraught that someone would be so unhappy that they would have to try to bring down someone else the way that they did.

So that happened, and it seemed to last forever. But it didn't, I got over it with the help of some good people :) My gosh, did I just put a smiley face on this? No shame.

And well, I finally settled back into being happy. And not only happy with my past, or my present, but somehow, seemed to be excited about my future, and the adventures I will go on.

I know I seem to say it a lot, but God is good. There's nothing more simple and yet so complex at the same time. And so good.

Now before I leave y'all with what seems to be an annual song, let me apologize for two things. You can skip this if you want. But 1. Sorry I got super annoyingly personal, but blogs are supposed to be real things about our lives. So, I'm not that sorry about that one. And 2. Sorry I didn't do a Christmas blog, but hey, i'm trying to keep things spontaneous. But Merry Christmas anyways, I did my Christmas blog a little early fyi for all you people that think i'm Scrooge.


This song pretty much totally and completely sums up my life. Kinda creepy how perfect it is.