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i’m feeling very frustrated with things. i don’t know if it’s life or me. i just feel fed up with college. i don’t know if i want this anymore. i don’t think i was made for this; for tests and papers and “reflections” and group projects and lectures and readings and scheduling and for Global Perspectives. i don’t think i was. i think i was made for life, for real living, for doing things that matter, for remembering who made me and how much He loves me, for my family and my friends and for Betsy Joy Barrett. not for classes. i don’t like school sometimes. i don’t feel like i’m capable of keeping my life under control. i am lonely and afraid and other times i am confident and content. but i don’t like the dichotomy, and i certainly don’t like the times when i don’t know what i am.