Crazy Ride

Life is unpredictable.

Some days are good, some are bad, and some are a mixture of both good and bad things.

Today feels like a mixture day. I got up at 6:45 (I'm supposed to leave for MATC at 7) so I was late to CNA and feeling very tired. We spent all of class getting ready for state tests next week (ugh) and then I went to school for English, where I had to give a presentation ( ugh again). Although I hate the rain, I had a mighty good time speeding through the HUGE puddles on the way to pick up the little boy I nanny. While I waited for the big yellow bus to come, I read a very inspiring blog post and decided that I needed to start blogging. Unfortunately for me, today would not be a good nanny day because I would accidentally accuse a five year old of stealing someone else's toy. While I was dealing with a crying five year old, I realized that my car was dying. Again. I swear I'm gonna die if I buy myself a car that has as many problems as our family's "teenage car" has. So I sat in the car calling our car place, trying to distract the little boy, and trying to get someone to come pick us up for about 30 minutes. Not a fun experience. After my brother picked us up, I got to play playstation with the five year old until his mother came to get him. My grandma walked in while I was still nannying, which was a welcome surprise. But then everyone left to go to my brother's band concert, while I stayed home to "study" for my AP Stats final. Do you think I actually studied? No. I watched charlieissocoollike videos on YouTube. Fun, but not productive at all. I lost track of time and was 15 minutes late picking up my brother from work. On my way out the door, I saw my phone on the couch (where I was playing playstation earlier) and realized that I missed a call from my neighbor. In the car, I listened to the message she left and was saddened to hear that I had missed an opportunity to both serve and have fun by losing my phone and doing nothing all day long.

When you're having a bad day, sometimes the only way to fix it is by listening to a talk. Or so I found out. I went to turn on the radio in my grandma's car (because of course my car had to be towed to the shop) and some lady started talking. I was about to switch it to radio when I stopped myself and started listening. The lady was talking about how no one can replace us. We were sent here for a specific mission that only we can fulfill. She told a bunch of cool stories and kept talking about how important each and every one of us is. Obviously, this talk was for me. At the end of the talk, I found out that the speaker was Sheri Dew. I am so grateful for that little spiritual boost right when I needed it most. And even though today was a rough day, I know that tomorrow will be better :)

(the title of this blog is a song. Here's the link for the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCZqnFiwjQo&feature=youtube_gdata_player )