the day of judgement...

So tomorrow is my first day of retakes and I feel so sick inside.

I actually really want to cry.

I've worked and worked but there's an overwhelming amount of things they could ask me questions about and I don't know everything there is to know on these subjects...

We went to the Hirsts' house tonight, and it was so lovely to see them all. Jon, Dad and Karl gave me a blessing for my exams tomorrow and it was really fantastic to feel the spirit and power that comes through the priesthood of God. I'm glad there are men in my life that hold that power to act in God's name.

Learning to Breathe

Well, I'm still here.

I'm still living and breathing

and talking and walking

and interacting and planning...

and to all the world I'm keeping up the appearance

of a girl who is coping.

And I am coping.

To some extent.

I'm kind of lonely at the moment. I haven't seen my High School friends in absolutely ages, and with Ben and Alex on missions (and my brother soon to go) and Monique in HK at the moment it seems hard to interact with the people I'd usually want to talk to. Hannah's getting married next Saturday and I won't be there, which is "meh"... doesn't matter, I'm sure I will see her soon afterwards at least.

The Time Traveller's wife

"It's hard being left behind. I wait for [him], not knowing where he is, wondering if he's okay. It's hard to be the one who stays."

The joy of being a Young Single Adult

The title of this blog may come across as slightly sarcastic, and I suppose in someway I do mean it sarcastically. There are many things I struggle with in being a YSA (18-30 year old unmarried person in the LDS church). There are also many amazing things about it.

At the moment, YSA reminds me of the fact that I am unmarried. That wouldn't be such a problem, but when everyone around you is finding the person they're supposed to be with and getting all coupled-up, it makes you feel kind of lonely. Which is crazy- I'm only 19 and I'm already feeling the pressure. However, I could deal with it if all it was is pressure or the idea that everyone else is getting married. I could ignore those things. The worst part of it all is that I want to get married more than anything... so I'm incredibly jealous of married life.