Tuesday, January 8, 2013

A Few Thoughts and The Beginning of Winter Term

I'm literally lying in bed as I write this post. 
I was about to turn off my lamp. 
I was about to drift off into sweet repose and dream away the business of the last two days.... But I miss blogging. And I haven't blogged in ages. And I realized that if I don't just squeeze it in, it's not going to happen. So while the thoughts in this post might be scrambled, I got them down nonetheless. 

It's been a good two days, yes. But after a month off of school, my fellow college students and myself seem to have forgotten how to be, well, college students. Now we are scrambling around, trying to get our acts together. Buying overpriced books. Figuring out classes. Spending hours in line at Student Services... (Ok, I like to exaggerate. But that line is long.)

To add to the back to school madness, there was a legitimate blizzard yesterday. In Alaska, they might not call it a blizzard. But for Ontario, it was crazy. You cannot see the ground out there. It's just  pure white snow. That will be fun for running...  

I'm starting track practice again tomorrow! After a month of cross training, my achilles feels much better. I think all the swimming and biking did me good, too. I look really healthy and feel a lot less... well, like a ninety year old woman. I feel like I'm going to have arthritis by the time I'm twenty five. But I have been taking extra measures to take care of myself lately. 

I have loads to catch up with on the student government side of things... Sometimes I can't help but laugh at the fact that I'm president of my school. It doesn't make sense. I'm so under-qualified. But in my weakness, God's strength is made perfect. So even though I don't always feel like I do a good job, I do my best and trust Him. 

I guess I'm getting back into the swing of things, 
and I'm really excited to see what this term has in store.

Before I arrived back into town, however, I got really anxious. It wasn't that I didn't want to go back to school, necessarily. I just always get anxious before the start of new things. I actually like change, so I don't know why this feeling sweeps over me, but it does. 

I kind of wanted it to stay Christmas break forever. That month was better than I could have ever asked for, and I cherish every memory I made. I spent so much wonderful time with my family, and I developed some amazing friendships with some people in my church. 

But all good things must come to an end - so better things can come! 

I have so many things to say and so many thoughts that I want to turn into blog posts, and I will soon. But my eyes are getting heavy now, and sleep is calling my name. 


1 comment:

  1. the beginning is always the toughest, trying to find your bearings again. Good luck!