Press On Toward The Goal

Well...I said I had a lot to say, but it's a few days later and I'm one of those people who forgets things easily, so I'm not exactly sure what was going through my mind when I last posted. Anyways...today was my first day back at school after spring break, and after having a great week and ending on an amazing weekend, school was definitely NOT where I wanted to be at 8:00am this morning. It's my last quarter of high school (only 36 days of class left!!) and I know I should be having fun, but I'm really just over everything. The drama, the homework, the people (not all of them :-] ), the classes, the reading, the BELLS. Oh my goodness, the BELLS. I never realized how much they annoyed me until today. Bells seem to run my life, they're constantly telling me when I can eat, when I can leave, when I have to be sitting in my seat, when I need to start walking to class. Ugh. I don't know, they just really irritated me today. And the drama, I HATE drama!! Geeze, there has been some big drama this year (of course, it's high school, I should expect it). Who cares if you didn't get invited to a party?! Who cares if someone doesn't like you?! It's their problem, not yours!! (I feel like I may be being a bit hypocritical since I catch myself being caught in the drama right along with everyone else, but I'm working on the whole 'who cares, get over it' idea). 20 years from now no one is going to care about what went on in high school!!!

Back to the 'I should be having fun.' I guess I am having fun, being a senior has it's perks, but I'm really ready for it to be May 17. I'm ready to walk across that stage, get my diploma, and never look back. Yes, high school has been fun for the most part, but it's just a short 4 years of my life. I'm ready to go to college, be on my own and see what else God has in store for me...

Philippians 3:14 "I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."
I have to keep pushing on, no matter how much I complain and want to be done with high school and move on to the next chapter in my life. I have to remember the prize...

*Team Mom*

I have a lot to say right now, lots on my mind. Too tired right now though, I'll try tomorrow...
*Team Mom*

Growing Up Is Hard To Do...

Sometimes, I wish I could be like Peter Pan. I wish I never had to grow up, ever. Then, I wouldn't have to accept all of the responsibilities of being an adult. But there's always those times when I just want to fast forward through everything and have my life figured out and in place.

On January 30th, I turned 18. In the worlds' eyes, I'm an adult, ready to conquer anything and everything that comes my way. But...in MY world, I'm still a child. I don't want responsibilities and obligations. I'm NOT ready to conquer anything and everything. I still want and need my parents to help me do everything. I had to go and get a new passport and driver's license the other day (my passport is about to expire and I accidentally sat on my license and it's almost in two pieces now, oops). Normally, my mother would have taken me and helped me through these processes, but no. I'm an adult now. I had to handle it on my own, and I did, without any trouble (I was quite proud of myself).

My current goal is to get another job, I have things to pay for (mainly a trip to London that I'm taking over Christmas break with my boyfriend and his family. I'm VERY excited! And of course, I'm going to need money for college!). Now, it's not like my parents are cutting me off completely now that I'm 18, but they ARE trying to make me a little more independent, which I completely understand and I know it needs to happen (I can't mooch off of them forever and I really don't want to). Last summer, I got a job, mostly just for the sake of having something to do and having a little bit of extra cash. But now, I HAVE to get a job. Pronto. Ugh. Welcome to the real world Britt! Boo for growing up and having responsibilities.

Well...I'm off. That's enough ranting and raving for today.

*Team Mom*

This should be fun...

Well...I got a blog. It was one of those, "Tay and Hunter have one. I want one too!!" So, Tay helped me get one (I would have done it myself, but I seem to be a little technologically challenged tonight). I'm not a very creative writer, and I'm pretty tired, so this first blog is going to be BORING. Sorry. Hopefully they'll get better as time goes on. Well, I'm off. The gang's getting ready to go pick Correy up from Jamba. More later...
*Team Mom*