BSU! :)

So I have been at BSU since two Sundays ago! :) I absolutely love it here!  But I won't lie, the ride up was rough. 

So I'm leaving home and I'm making sure I have everything ready for C.L.A.S.S. (which was AMAZING =]) so I'm pulling out and I'm on my way up here. Everything was awesome until I hit Indy. Oh how I HATE construction. So I'm driving along and the road changes and I have to call my dad. I was so confused and just frustrated and ready to just leave and turn around and go back home. But I didn't, My dad straightened everything out for me and got me back on track. So I finally get to Muncie and I'm driving on campus, and of course I get confused AGAIN! :) lol Go figure. So I finally called a friend who was going to be at C.L.A.S.S. and after twenty minutes of PURE confusion I got to StuWest. I pull in and one of the first faces I see is familiar, Thank  God for Nick Hewitt! lol. After all the scrambling and such I ended up in the right place, unloaded my stuff, and parked my car.  C.L.A.S.S. was an amazing experience, and it was just what I needed to get a jumpstart on school. We went through a leadership challenge course, did some community service, and a lot of other things that I can't even explain.

Classes started Monday, and as much as I LOVE having Tuesdays and Thursdays off I am pretty much dead by that point. Five classes on Monday and Wednesday and then four on Friday. Oh boy! :) I think its better for me to get up in the morning for class and be ready to go all day. I got pretty freaked out on Sunday night. I don't really know exactly why but I was stressing hardcore. Which I guess is just what I do. 

Just thought I would update because I hadn't in awhile. So I am letting you guys know that I have survived my classes and BSU! :)  Love ya!

Chapters.

Oh boy. Well I haven't blogged in a super long time. Sorry. I've been busy. I'm going to try and be better now. :) So I left camp Monday. And when I was packing I was just so ready to come home and just so ready to settle back in. As I was taking things to my car I realized that this place was my home. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Saying bye to my fellow staff was one of the hardest things I've done. They are my family.

And now as I sit here and start to think of what I need to pack for college, I feel like I am in the same rut I was in when I was packing for camp. I'm scared, nervous, and wondering if this is for the best. I'm excited about college, but I'm scared. I wonder about the things that I'm going to encounter, the people I will meet, and the classes I will be taking.

One thing that I have been constantly reminded to do is to find a church when I go. I know this and Yes I want to find a church. But now that everyone is constantly reminding me of this I'm scared I won't find one!