First Week Back.

I don't think I've ever applied lip gloss as much as I did this week. First week of school you always want to look your best. New classes, new boys. Walking to school sucks SUCKS! Especially since it's not cold in the mornings. Once it starts getting really cold...I know I won't be sweating anymore when I get to class. Luckily, my first class every day is with a bunch of girls so no need to impress. I don't think I've been so tired and stressed in my life until this week. I need to add another religion class to my schedule but you are only allowed to have two a semester...so my fate is literally in the religion departments hands. I want to transfer to BYU after my mish and so I need to get my associates this semester. If he can't help me out...my chances to get into BYU is slim.

Work was good, just extremely long. Once I start having loads of homework...it'll go by a lot quicker. I seriously have the best job ever. I work in the girl's locker room at the Hart and there is so much down time that I am able to do homework and get paid for it. Legit. It's such a chill job, I love it. I hope I can transfer my money straight to my savings because I literally can't spend any of it. All going for the mission!

It's really frustrating how guys are...not so understanding on me wanting to serve a mission. The two comments I always get from them are:
1. Are you sure this is what you really want to do?
2. You're too pretty to go on a mission.
I look at it this way. What guy WOULDN'T want their girlfriend to go on a mission? Yeah you want to marry them but you can catch up on school and save money. Plus, I would never have a guy wait for me so they can date all they want and if it doesn't work out, I know Heavenly Father will have someone else waiting for me. I just don't get guys. I know marriage is our first priority and my first calling is to be a mom but...I don't think that's for everyone. I strongly feel like I need to serve a mission first before getting married. If it was such a big deal, the prophet wouldn't allow sisters to serve missions and just have them focus primarily on marriage. Bold, I know, but that's how I look at it.

Going on a group date today and going rock climbing (indoors)! I'm stoked. Homework alllllll morning long. I watched an hour video for my Special Education class and...is it weird that I hope I have a child with some sort of disability? I know it has to be the hardest thing ever but...they are perfect in God's eyes. They automatically make it to the celestial kingdom. I feel like with always being involved with Special Olympics for the past...oh geez 8 years or so? I don't know, I just wouldn't be surprised if one of my children are born with some disability. And personally, if I had the choice to fix their disability while I still had the baby in my womb, I wouldn't. I feel like Heavenly Father gives us children with disabilities for a reason and to go and change it to fit our needs rather then what the Lord wants us to learn from it...I don't know, I just wouldn't do it.

Anywhosers, this week has been so long and I'm dreading the work I have to do this semester...but, I know that this is MY semester. A lot of changes are about to happen in my life and this will be the semester where I feel like my testimony will be tried the most. Satan has something up his sleeve and I'm ready to shove it up his...


♥ The Girl Who Loves Picking Her Split Ends