11 classes this semester, which is rather normal, all equaling out to 17 units. Also, very normal for me to take on that many units. I want to graduate in four years, gosh darn it.
The biggest stresser of all is that my boyfriend of two years, 6 months and 15 days is in the Army and we want to get MARRIED already. Is that too much to ask? I'm not even too sure of the answer to that question because I'm the one putting the breaks on, saying "I need to finish school first, only a year and half more!" But who am I kidding? Another year and a half of 17 units and 11 classes each semester might drive me loony. Maybe I do want to get married this summer...
Some to questions to ponder. To pray about and seek God's will in. All I know is that something has got to shift. I'm feeling...well, I don't even know what I'm feeling, it's all so strange. Unsettled? Or maybe this feeling is peace in the middle of the storm. Maybe I don't know what true peace feels like, so when I finally have it I don't realize it and it feels awkward to me.
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