Ugh…What have I done?
So I happened to do my semi-regular reader check (when I say semi-regular I mean never) and all of a sudden I’ve signed up to do a blog post everyday of November.
I don’t have time for this and I’m already a day behind.
Writing is one of my favorite things to do and I’ve been wanting to be more regular with it. So, here’s to hopefully doing better at this.
Would you like to know what’s going on in my life?
Well, I’m a full time student (Senior) and a full time Admissions Representative for my school. My heart also happens to be taken by the most beautiful girl at Piedmont (Hey girl 😉 ). As you can probably assume my mind has been in all sorts of different directions. Did I mention I just had three online classes start on top of my other three classes? Honestly, I’m so over this school thing. I’d love to get my Master’s degree in Psychology but at this point I’ll be happy if I can crawl across the graduation stage in May. Literally…I just might crawl.
I’m having a hard time caring about homework. Sure, I do it. Yeah, I want to do my best on it but I sincerely don’t care anymore. I can’t keep up with it. Somedays I wish school was over and that I could focus on my job and this beautiful girl a little more (I already focus on her a ton but a little more wouldn’t hurt). I shudder at the thought of ever having to turn something in again. If my boss asks me to write up a paper and I start seizing just leave me. Leave me to violently shake and sob in a puddle of my own stress tears.
I have to say that I have the tendency to be an incredibly selfish, grump most days. Honestly I could blame it on the fact that I’m tired but that’d be a weak excuse. I have no excuse other than the fact that I’m a selfish grump. Lord change my heart and grant this gorgeous, wonderful, patient friend of mine the endurance to put up with my stupidity.
My great grandfather of 102 years old passed away last night. It was expected, he was ready for it, but it still stings. I’ve known him all of my life but we were only really connected when I was a child. What he left behind was a legacy of four generations of Christ following, beautiful people. He saw 2 world wars, the Great Depression, and Barack Obama. He was an incredible cook and landscaper. He was stubborn, bull-headed, but full of love. What else could you ask for in life? He died with his family by his side and now He’s in Jesus’ arms. I miss you Papa. Rest well; you deserve it.
“Yeah he went out 21 guns blazin’
An’ that’s One Hell of an Amen
That’s the only way to go
Fightin’ the good fight
Til the Good Lord calls you home
And so be well my friend
Til’ I see you again
This is our last goodbye
But it’s a Hell of an Amen,