Right now I am finding where my priorities are. I am learning how to treat people.. In a week, I will have to learn how to treat not my boyfriend, but a missionary. I am trying to decipher what means more to me in life. Where God is in everything and where I should be. I didn't charge my phone all weekend. As I write this, my phone is dying. The battery sign is flashing and if I don't put it on silent it will BEEP BEEP or bzzzz until it buzzes right off the table. Maybe I am there right now. Maybe my batteries are dying and I am in need of a recharging. My charger is going to be far away. Maybe I need a new phone all together. A new outlook on life or a new personality or a new me. As I prepare for this next Monday, I am scared. I know I am not alone in this. What I don't know is where I am supposed to be.
This reality means so much more to me than Wuthering Heights. I wish I could have been that person who turns their pain into straight A's. That has never made sense to me.
Question of the blog:
Are you the type of person, that in the midst of heartbreak and pain, you excel in school, or just can't take the pressure?