- There are only a few people from my high school class who I am really making an effort to keep in touch with. The people that were my friends in high school were kind of like default friends. I saw them every day for five years, and being that my class was small, we all just became close, whether we wanted to or not. They may not have been people I would have chosen to be around outside of school, but we all grew to appreciate and love each other nonetheless. Now that I am out of the boundaries of high school, I feel kind of liberated--not from them, but from the concept--that I can choose who I want my real close friends to be.
- I feel that one relationship, in particular, was kind of a waste of my time. Well, I say that carefully because that person is still a very good friend of mine, and it wasn't them who was the waste. It's not that the time I spent with them was a waste either, but more how I handled the situation that makes me look back in a little--and it is very little--regret. I have always found it intriguing how a little inkling of fancy towards the opposite sex can manipulate the judgment of the fancier. For three months, I felt weighted down--not by him, but by the commitment and importance I placed on the whole situation. In putting such importance on that person, I began to think that I should have the same beliefs and thought processes as that person, which was compromising to my own, personal standard of myself. I have always been a person who, no matter how people viewed or perceived me, was sure of myself and confident in who God was to me. But for three months, the girl who I thought was stable and sure got a little confused and perplexed--not ruined or abandoned, just perplexed.
- I think I am a little sad. There's something so awesome about having a home church that knows you, having a home church where you've had history and people care about you and can pray and encourage you. I had that for seven years at a certain church, but the time came for a switch, and it came fast. After a few months of looking, I finally found a church that I felt I could settle in. I've been there now for about 5 months, and being that it is a big church, I feel that I am just beginning to get that "home church" feel. I recognize people and am getting to know people on a deeper level that Sunday morning small talk, which is something that is very dear to me. Unfortunately, I will be leaving for nine months this September, and will have to go through the process of looking for another church again. The church I am now attending will be the church I attend when I'm at home, but I feel sad because I love the people I am just getting to know so much, and it's frustrating that I'll have to go. I know that God has a purpose for my every move in life, so I am looking forward to what he has in store for me in Seattle. Sometimes fully grasping that is just hard.
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