So, this semester was crazy, beautiful, and filled with an over abundance of learning.
For the first time in my life I actually made good grades...3.5. For me this is monumental. However, I was really frustrated because in a course I actually earned an A but was given a B. It was horrible because for once I worked really hard and felt like I did not get the reward that I deserved...I felt cheated. I then remembered what a professor told me a few months ago (ironically talking about a test in this same class.) She told me that sometimes grades don't show the work that we really put into a class but, it's really about what we learn...not the grades. She is totally right. The grade I got in this class doesn't affect anything. nothing. it has NO eternal value. What does though, is the people who i will be able to help with what I learned from this class. I took it very seriously and i feel better prepared to deal with someone who has an eating disorder. I know warning signs. how to discuss issues and what helping really looks like. what actions are detrimental to healing. how to deal with treatment facilities and how to register a person. i have a better understanding of the thought process of a person and how to have a sense of empathy. even learned therapy strategies and how to push a person towards recovery.
grades don't matter. people matter.
Worrying about ONE grade is so selfish. I was more worried about my pride and proving to myself that I was capable of making a good grade and forgot about my purpose of being in college. For me it's not about the money. If I was worried about money I wouldn't be a HDFS major. Its about the people. its about living and allowing others to live. its about showing others freedom. the ultimate freedom...Him. Nothing else matters. its a number. how can a number compare to a life...to an impact. to ever think that i deserve anything...wow. sometimes god tells you so much through one situation.
This semester i also learned....
-the word faith sums up my life
-the hardest part of school is making time
-i'm in love with my major
-coffee gets expensive
-the best way to relax is to go climb real rocks
-pictures are fun
-don't walk and take a picture...it breaks cameras if you fall.
-he still loves...even when i don't
-God provieds...even if its a strangers climbing shoes for three weeks
-to some extent friends come before school
-Thai food is AMAZING!!
-starting prank wars can become dangerous
-sometimes loving is hard...especially if you work with them
-24 is the most ridiculous show
-24 is an addicting show
-so is private practice
-stir fry is the best meal
-colleges like to rip you off with all of the hidden fees "transporation fee?!" I BIKE!
-painting a house is hard but fun
-things get out of wack fast if life is not in scripture
-strawberrys are great
-bible study comes before school
-sewing is a nice way to be cheap
For the first time in my life I actually made good grades...3.5. For me this is monumental. However, I was really frustrated because in a course I actually earned an A but was given a B. It was horrible because for once I worked really hard and felt like I did not get the reward that I deserved...I felt cheated. I then remembered what a professor told me a few months ago (ironically talking about a test in this same class.) She told me that sometimes grades don't show the work that we really put into a class but, it's really about what we learn...not the grades. She is totally right. The grade I got in this class doesn't affect anything. nothing. it has NO eternal value. What does though, is the people who i will be able to help with what I learned from this class. I took it very seriously and i feel better prepared to deal with someone who has an eating disorder. I know warning signs. how to discuss issues and what helping really looks like. what actions are detrimental to healing. how to deal with treatment facilities and how to register a person. i have a better understanding of the thought process of a person and how to have a sense of empathy. even learned therapy strategies and how to push a person towards recovery.
grades don't matter. people matter.
Worrying about ONE grade is so selfish. I was more worried about my pride and proving to myself that I was capable of making a good grade and forgot about my purpose of being in college. For me it's not about the money. If I was worried about money I wouldn't be a HDFS major. Its about the people. its about living and allowing others to live. its about showing others freedom. the ultimate freedom...Him. Nothing else matters. its a number. how can a number compare to a life...to an impact. to ever think that i deserve anything...wow. sometimes god tells you so much through one situation.
This semester i also learned....
-the word faith sums up my life
-the hardest part of school is making time
-i'm in love with my major
-coffee gets expensive
-the best way to relax is to go climb real rocks
-pictures are fun
-don't walk and take a picture...it breaks cameras if you fall.
-he still loves...even when i don't
-God provieds...even if its a strangers climbing shoes for three weeks
-to some extent friends come before school
-Thai food is AMAZING!!
-starting prank wars can become dangerous
-sometimes loving is hard...especially if you work with them
-24 is the most ridiculous show
-24 is an addicting show
-so is private practice
-stir fry is the best meal
-colleges like to rip you off with all of the hidden fees "transporation fee?!" I BIKE!
-painting a house is hard but fun
-things get out of wack fast if life is not in scripture
-strawberrys are great
-bible study comes before school
-sewing is a nice way to be cheap
