It is pretty late here at BYU-Idaho but my mind is wandering and thinking about everything that is currently going on in my life. I am, of course, preparing to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and all the while preparing for finals. How the time passed so quickly. I seriously have two more weeks and then school is over. How crazy is that?
I have been having a really tough time here (with some sprinkles of loveliness). I think that it has something to do with that sneaky devil but I cannot help the way that I feel. Sometimes I feel so insignificant here on this big campus. This past weekend, to get my mind off of everything, I went to Utah and hung out with my old roommate Kaili. She is awesome I just adore her family. They are so nice to me. However, upon arriving home and getting back into the routine, I attended my American Foundations class. Well, it hasn't changed. I have always felt so weird in this class. I kind of feel like he spends the entire class period describing how much he dislikes the government. Well today he broached the subject of the poor. A student made an insensitive comment and the teacher responded in a way that made me a little upset (okay a lot). I talked to my family, calmed down, went to the gym, and sent an email explaining a little about how I felt. Well, he instead made it seem like I was "overreacting." Good job, now I am even more upset because I felt like he didn't even care. He went on to throw doctrine at me and made me feel even more small. I replied, in an okay I didn't mean to offend you way and I feel like it went nowhere. I read my scriptures and came to the conclusion that my life and experiences are a little abnormal by LDS standards and because of this my viewpoints are different. Maybe he has never met a Diamond before and just does not know how to respond, so he gets defensive. I don't know. At this point all I can do is take a breather and try to not choose to be offended (that is a saying that I am getting tired of- I know that it is a choice to get offended but you know what I have feelings and sometimes those feelings get hurt by what you CHOOSE to say).
