I'm sick..... I feel like crap. But still.....today was a good day.

I woke up and thought I was going to die, then my sweet sista, e$ brought me some medicine so I was all good for the party. It went well, I think. Lots of people showed up, I was actually surprised, something like 60 people total. WOW! It was pretty crazy trying to talk to so many people all at once. Chuck said afterwards that it felt like he "just went to Mike and Amanda's wedding or something". I was so exhausted. But still, I wish it had lasted longer so I could've spent more time talking to people individually. I was just so happy that everyone came, it made me feel so loved and supported. It really made me ready to go, talking to everyone about moving and hearing all of their encouraging words. I know that I am backed by so many people, this can't possibly go wrong. Mike said the party today made him sad to leave, that it really sunk in that we are leaving and we are going to miss so many people. I've been thinking about that a lot lately, and I've even started crying a bit, but I know it won't fully sink in for me until about a week after we're there.



My mom reminded me today that when she left her small town of Pigeon, MI and moved down here to go to EMU, she also was the only girl moving with 3 guys. Coincidence?

My dad told me the story of when he first moved away from home to go to Delta College, he left with only 150$ and all of his possessions in the trunk of his car. He ended up sleeping in the parking lot of the school for a couple of weeks waiting for his financial aid to start. Then he made some friends who needed a roommate and they took him in.

My dad once told me "money is just money, you can't take it with you when you die". I remember that all the time. He also has always told me "don't let not having enough money stop you from going for your goals, just pray and ask God for what you need and he will make sure you get it". I think he's right.