[Thoughts]

My life lately is like standing on the top of a mountain. I literally feel like I have accomplished something, like I am on top of the world. Occasionally I'll lose my footing and slip, but then a hand quickly grabs me and pulls me back up. I'm standing at the top, enjoying the view, soaking in the feeling of exhilaration, when I remember that there is a valley below, and I wait, ready to slip back down. 

Me standing on top of a literal mountain, surrounded by the people that support me. (Minus seester, pictured below. Sometimes she supports me by taking me to rockin concerts.)

Normally, extended cliches aren't my preferred form of blogging, but that's the best way I can describe life right now. I feel constantly challenged, but somehow, everything keeps working out. It's bound to make a person suspicious. It's hard to understand what I'm saying without fully explaining myself, so buckle up, here comes exampletown. 

Example A. I get an amazing roommate and built-in friends on my wing. 
Example B. My friends from high school don't in fact forget I exist, and I am able to skype a few a week. 
Example C. I slave away applying for jobs, only to find out my work study was taken away because of a scholarship I recieved. After a trip to the Financial Aid office, I transfer my unused loans into even more work study than I originally had! To top it off, I get the job that fit best with my schedule. Boom. 
Example D. I find out that I don't actually need to take the Lit class I'm taking(due to AP credits), and that's the class I disdain. Dropping it will drop my Honors privaleges of signing up for classes first. I talk to the head of the Honors department, and he tells me that because of other AP scores, I still have that privilege. I drop the class. 
Example E. I show up the bullies in my math class by not only guessing the solution, but correctly identifying it as the Fibonacci sequence. Double boom. 
Example F. I run for RHA(Residence Hall Association) against 8 other people and basically my entire wing comes to support me. I get one of the three spots. 

Being here, seemingly at the top of the world, where everything just falls into place for me feels so odd. Perhaps I'm just getting better at counting my blessings; because I don't think that I'm entitled to these opportunities, it feels better when I am able to have them. Perhaps it's just God showing me how much he can really work in my life. Every morning, every time I feel the tears, or butterflies, or frustrations coming, I pray simply "God please give me the strength to face [the day, my speech, the truth, my decision, etc.]." I guess all that's left to do is to thank God and to thank all of those around me supporting me. I'm ready to live.