School

I survived the first week of school!  I did have a few minor setbacks, but all in all, it was a pretty good week.  I have arranged my schedule so that my day starts at 10 instead of 8.  This allows me to get the sleep that I need, and still get up and work out and eat breakfast, and hopefully, still be to class on time.  That wasn't really the case this week.  I couldn't drag myself out of bed to work out, and I barely got up in time to shower and get ready and drive to school.  And then, even though I was at the school way in time to be to class, I didn't factor in the fact that I would be parking anywhere from 4-6 blocks away from campus.  So, needless to say, I was late everyday this week except for Friday.  I absolutely do not like walking in late to class.  It's embarrassing.  On Tuesday, it was exceptionally embarrassing...

  I had to park about 6 blocks away from where my classroom was, so I was about 10 minutes late.  I had decided to wear my super cute black boots, which unfortunately, have high heels and squeak a lot when I walk.  These boots were not made for walking.  So, I finally get to the building where my class is being held, and try, as quietly as possible, to slink into the back row.  My squeaky boots did not help me in this feat.  Then, someone hands me a syllabus and the teacher continues talking.  He is holding up the books that we will need for the class so that we can all see them, and I think to myself, "Man, I totally got the wrong books!"  Then, I look at the syllabus and realize that I am sitting in a U.S. History class, when I'm supposed to be sitting in a religion class.  I was in the wrong class.  So then, I had to get up (and it wasn't quietly) and leave the class.  I then had to walk into the right class, and go through the whole scenario all over again, except for I didn't get to leave.  What a day!

It's always funny to me how at the first of the semester I am always on top of things and totally ready to learn new things and meet new people, and by the end of the semester, I'm still working hard, but I can't wait until its over so that I can have a few weeks of vacation.  This semester is going to be a little more stressful because I am applying to the business school.  I am really excited and nervous at the same time.  The whole reason I am at school is to be an accountant, so I'm not exactly sure what I'll be doing if I don't get into the business school.  I'm just going to trust that this is the path that Heavenly Father has in store for me, and if it doesn't work out, then I know that there will be another path that I am supposed to take.  I'm learning that a lot of times, the plans we make for ourselves don't work out the way that we imagined.  But, during those times, I think I learn the most, and when I look back, those times are often filled with memories of people and places that I will treasure forever.  I guess that old saying is true, "Life is what happens while we are making other plans."  I think my journey to TCU is just as important as the education that I will receive here.  So, this semester I will be working as hard as possible to get into the business school, and keeping my fingers crossed that it will all work out.  But, I'm also going to be trying to enjoy the journey a little bit more...