Awake and alive...

I haven't had a lot of free time, but I wanted to post so nobody would think something terrible had happened to me at college. College hasn't killed me yet...I'm still here. Although I did almost get hit (in my car, not on foot) today, with someone going the wrong way in the parking lot and nearly backing into me. Apparently, community college students (from age 18 to 50) are scary drivers. I've liked my classes so far, and today was my last "new" class. So now I've been to every one of my classes at least once. All of my teachers seem really nice and fun, which makes me more excited about the classes. The only one I'm not too sure about is college composition. I like to write. I like to write in my blog, in my journal, or letters. I also don't mind essay-type writing too much, as long as only the teacher is going to see it. But in this class, sometimes we read our writing aloud (she did say we could pass if we wanted to, though), and sometimes we trade papers and evaluate each other's. Why is it so much harder to know that someone your own age is going to be reading your paper? I get along well with adults, and I get along well with kids. It's people my age that are the problem, LOL. Or at least, the ones I feel most insecure around. But maybe I can handle this...

I've already seen ways that God is working and helping me through this experience. And it's only my third day (tomorrow I have classes, but then I've made it through my first week of college!). I've already been pushed out of my comfort zone a lot. I've had to accept more responsibility and become much more independent. I've been having to drive by myself to town (which I didn't do much of before this week) and learn how to deal with new places and crazy drivers (I had someone blowing the horn at me today because I was being cautious at an intersection) and unfamiliar situations (like where to park when every parking lot is full). I've had to meet new people and talk to them and start to get to know them, and I've had to reacquaint myself with old friends. I've had to get up in front of 30 people and introduce myself and tell about myself. I've had to ask for help. These may all seem like minor things, but to me they're pretty huge. And then tonight in our teen class at church, we watched a sermon from Jentzen Franklin about fighting fear. About risking looking stupid or being rejected or failing because we need to fight our fears and take opportunities that God gives us. He said that often our scariest moments are our biggest opportunities (he even mentioned the fear of public speaking). I need God to help me fight my fears, because I have oh-so-many of them.

I got the new Skillet CD, "Awake," today. It came out Monday, I believe. I was a little anxious, because the reviews I had read (from Jesus Freak Hideout) weren't that great. But I actually really like it so far. Some of the songs sound a little similar, but most of the time they do on CD's until you really listen to them a lot. I just love Skillet.

Until next time,
Kristin (missvintagegirl)