This is more like a note to myself. This all makes sense to me, and probably not anyone reading it. It's one of those nights where I'm up to late, and I'm probably thinking too much. It's the beginning of a new semester, and their are so many unknowns and different possibilities that lay ahead of me. The new semester is always exciting, always challenging, and I always seem to learn so much more about myself. I learn more about who I want to be and who I want to become. I sit in my little bedroom thinking about all the things I'm grateful for. Their is so much to be grateful for. I go to the Lord's University, I sincerely love my roommates, I have the greatest friends, I have my dearest best friend right across the hall from me, I have the Temple 5 minutes from my very doorstep, I have a beautiful family, and most importantly I have a knowledge of my future and how wonderful it can be. I often wonder if I'm going in the direction I'm suppose to be going. I've been thinking a lot lately about serving a mission. I don't know if it's right for me, but I'll be doing a lot this semester to find that answer I need so I can make the right decision. Life is so interesting, and I could never have seen myself where I'm at now with out the hand of my loving Heavenly Father guiding me. It's always so weird, because I can always feel when change is coming into my life. I can feel it so strongly right now. I have this feeling that things will be different very soon, and that things in my life are going to be different. I can feel it. I'm reminded often to look at my life with perspective as to where I want to be in 5, 10, 15 years. I need to make those decisions now that will take me where I want to be in my future. I often think about how I'll look back at this time now in my life and how I'll look back at it with such great fondess; but also I'll want to tell myself not to worry so much. Things will work out. Things will be OK. I know that, and I have faith in that.