Rough Week

This week has definately been a struggle for me. I figure that I'm just going to write about it just to get it out of the way so I can move on. It all started on monday. I had all my regular classes, but I knew I had a lot of projects due that week. And I had to get an application done. I was talking with my mom and venting to her about how I was never going to get anything done. I had a value scale, presentation in my english class, quizes online, a study guide for the Constitution, an application to complete, and all of my regular homework that keeps me busy anyways. My mom told me that I could come home that night and she would help me with my value scale and my dad would help me with my application and together they would get me graduated! I thought that sounded like a good idea, so that was my plan. However, I got a call later that afternoon telling me that my sister-in-law was going to have her baby that night! I was so excited for this addition to our family, but my parents were both headed to Pocatello so they couldn't help me. I went with my sister to see the new baby and we didn't get back till almost 11 that night. That may be early to some, but when you have to get up by 7 almost every day, it's nice to get some sleep.

So then we move to tuesday. Class went all right. But I spent about 5 hours working on homework between my class and work. I was supposed to go in at 4, but I found someone to work the first 3 hours of my shift so I didn't have to go in until 7 which was very nice. But I was exhausted from doing homework for that long. So I went to work and we actually got out a little early. And my dad told me that he would "help" me fill out my application, but I'm pretty sure he did the whole thing, which I appreciate beyond measure. After I got home from work, I was sitting at the table in our apartment talking to my roommate. All of a sudden, I felt so hot which, if you know me, you know is not normal. I'm always freezing. It felt like the heat had jumped up to 90 degrees in a few minutes. I had been feeling a little sick at work, but I thought that was just from being on my feet for so long. I told my roommate I felt sick and she felt my forehead and told me I was burning up. So she got me a bowl of ice water and a cloth so I could try to cool down. After a few minutes, I started shaking. It started in my legs and moved to my abdomen. I also felt a little naseaus. I figured I just needed sleep, so I went to my bed. The shaking got worse. My roommate brought in the icewater and a barf bucket (I really was hoping not to use) and set up a fan to try and cool me down. Still, the shaking got worse till it was my entire body. I felt like I was having a seizure, but more mild because I could still move around and even walk. I got really scared and left the room (my other roommate was trying to sleep) so I could call my mom. I sat on the bathroom floor because that was the coolest place. My mom wasn't available at the time, so I just waited for her to call me back. My roommatees saw me sitting there and I think they were scared for my safety. The shaking kept getting worse to where I couldn't even keep my head from hitting the wall I was leaning against. My roommates friend from Oregon (who happened to be our FHE brother from last semester) was at our apartment and she asked him if he would be willing to give me a blessing. His roommate (our other old FHE brother) was nearby so he came right over and together they gave me a blessing. I could hardly sit up straight, but I could feel the power in their blessing. 10 minutes after they left, I could feel the shaking die down and I was able to sleep. I am so thankful for the blessing of the Priesthood. The next day I was as good as I was before all that.

So we move to wednesday. I drove to class because I didn't want to walk and ended up being a little bit late. I was running down the stairs when all of a sudden, I wasn't running down them, I was falling. I totally fell down the last third of the stairs. Luckily, there was only one girl who heard, but I think I left fast enough that she didn't see my face. It was painful. I skipped symphony because I knew I needed more sleep to prevent getting any more sick. After all my classes were done, I spent another few hours doing homework which sucked, but I got to watch Lost! So wednesday wasn't too bad.

Thursday was a little different. I went to class which was pretty good because my teacher told me I did one of the assignments very well, but I realized I did another assignment that was due wrong. So I got docked a little on that. Then our group got together and I was the only one that didn't have any thumbnails for us all to go over for a big project due in 2 weeks. That was just a little depressing. So I went home and did laundry because I was running out of clothes. While I was at home, I did something that could've ended up really badly. I started cutting my hair. Something I picked up from my sisters that they used to do when stressed. It actually didn't turn out too bad which I'm really thankful for. Then I went to lunch with a guy who really wants to date me, but won't pick up the hint that I don't want to date him. That stressed me out too. But I got a free meal out of it! But I was feeling sick to my stomache so I was really hoping I wasn't going to throw up. I went home, did a few hours of homework, then had to go to work. Low and behold, my boss had left a big project last minute that I had to finish. It would've been fine if I hadn't of been so stressed already. I think I started crying at one point, but that may have been because I was tired. We got out a little later than I would've liked, but that's ok. After I got home, I went with my roommates to give some cookies to our friend and we hung out at his apartment for about an hour. I think that saved the day! It was really fun and we laughed a lot. He's a funny boy. ;)

So finally I made it to Friday. My presentation in class went all right, but at this point I didn't really care. I just wanted it to be over with. I have a 4 hour break between classes on fridays so I took a nap. My boss called my phone and left a message that the guy I was supposed to work with tonight (who actually left me alone to close by myself last week because he "forgot" to come in which really made me mad) had quit and his son was going to be working instead because he couldn't find anyone else. That was fine with me because his son is one of my favorite people to work with! But he can't work alone because he's only 15. So he wanted to know if I would come in 2 hours earlier than I was supposed to. I said yes because I felt too bad to say no. But at least it's more money, it'll just drag on forever...so that's where I am right now. I did do a good deed and give my roommate a ride up to the accounting office, and I think that took away a little of her stress, so that made me feel good. Hopefully tomorrow will be good. I don't have to work and I don't have any major projects. I just want to enjoy myself. Something I haven't been able to do in awhile.

This Week...

Classes finally started this week. It hasn't been too stressful, but then again all we basically did was do intro's to all the classes. I'm sure the stress will pick up again very soon! I found a few prospects that I might allow to date me if those men know what's good for them, but if not it just gives me that much more time to work on my homework! But seeing as how it's been kind of boring with all that, I wanted to talk about something else. My mom recently let me borrow a book of hers called "Return from Tomorrow". It's actually a book that I would expect from my mom as it's kind of weird to tell people about, but very interesting. In it, a psychiatrist tells of his experience with that afterlife. He is in a bootcamp during WWII, getting ready to leave for medical school so he could be sent overseas to help out there. Right before he leaves, he gets incredibly sick and dies. That is, his body gives out. But his spirit lives on. He experiences what it's like to be completely alone in the world and is rescued by Jesus. I've read another book where the man says he meets some glorious being, but this man actually names the being as Jesus. He is taken to different places in the spirit world and sees what it's like for those who don't have the light of Christ. They aren't able to see Jesus and are miserable. He keeps being taken to a higher level when eventually he gets a glimpse of Heaven. He is only permitted a glimpse from far away because he wasn't ready to see it's glory. Then he is brought back to his body. All through his experience he tells how Jesus is always emitting the purest love one could imagine. And later in life, he sees that same love through others that he meets. I love it when people who don't have a religious background profess their love of God and know that He exists through these experiences. It just solidifies what I already know, but puts it into a new perspective. I think that people have to have these experiences close to death because that is when they are most humble. It's when the world can be stripped away and there are no distractionsto take away. I wish I could see it for myself, but I know that will come someday. Not now. All I can do now is try to live my life so that others can see Christ's love through me.