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Do you ever feel like life has a sick sense of humor? Like everything happens all at once? And what's worse you knew it was going to happen all along but you refused to admit it? Yeah, you too? Thought so. Well welcome to my life currently...well sorta. Let me explain. Remember when I talked about changing my major? Don't freak out. I am still overjoyed and content with my decision. I know I made the right one. Granted some days are hard since I'm so out of practice. Bright side? Found out at my advising meeting Thursday that I'll have a whole extra year instead of just an extra semester to get more practice. Yes there was some frustration and sarcasm behind that. Ladies and gents, I am frustrated.
Frustrated because I hate finding things out like this seemingly last minute, seeing as I register for the spring semester on Tuesday morning and still have no plan as to what I'm taking. Yikes. I'm frustrated because I have to find a place to live for a whole extra year with different people since my roommates will all be gone by May. Also frustrated because said living space can't be more expensive than the one the parental are already paying for. Frustrated because the reason why it can't be more expensive is that I will be going over the allotted hours for a four year degree causing my tuition to increase and the parentals pay that as well. Frustrated because I know I did this to myself and I don't know how this is all going to work out.
I did this to myself. I put myself in this situation. I know that. I know I should have been a dance major from the beginning. These things, I know them. My body is so out of shape from 4 years of not dancing everyday and working out and eating better. It makes me so angry because I want my dancing to be perfect. Well not perfect but more like it used to be. I am so frustrated. But my body's memory of dance is alarming though. It's like it knows what to do and how but it just doesn't have the strength like it used to.
So I guess you could say that having to stay a whole extra year is a blessing because when I graduate with the degree I will have more experience and I'll be a better dancer. But y'all this is not how I pictured my life going. Not at all. I was going to graduate in four years with a marketable degree, get a big girl job, get my own place, etc. Well hello world, that's not happening now is it? No. The answer is no its not.
In fact I don't even know what tomorrow will hold. But you know what? I know WHO holds tomorrow. Yes that was cliche and no I don't care because it's true. The Lord has me in His hand and I know all I need to do is draw near to Him. But daggum if that ain't harder than 5 consecutive turns on pointe y'all. However that's a post for another day. I really don't know what this post was supposed to be about or anything but hey, I feel better. So enjoy your day and weekend. I'll be back sometime.
"My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains the strength of my heart; He is mine forever." Psalm 73:26