Things that have gone wrong in the passed two weeks:

1) Didn't get cast in the next theatrical production on campus.
2) My baptism isn't being recognized by a few key members of my family (my dad).
3) Really, really sick...during finals no less...
4) Sinking feeling I won't be the one receiving the Com. Arts Conference scholarship, despite my great need (one of my favorite profs told me she wanted to hand me a brush the entire presentation).
5) Guy friend (we'll call him...Collins) wants to visit me over winter break, despite my hints against it, deeming it inappropriate, and attempting to explain that even the closest of my guy friends wouldn't do so.
6) Haven't heard back from my home church about doing my practicum there. I need to know by Friday, otherwise I have no practicum for this year.


And yet, somehow, I've been feeling the most joy I've felt in a long time. This isn't to say I've been unhappy, but this state of complete calm despite disappointments, frustrations, and Mucinex DM, is refreshing. So despite the above six, they've been quite overshadowed by these six:

1) Elizabeth checking in on me every few hours to make sure I haven't died in bed.
2) Being Chase's first go-to when his Transformer is stuck in robot-mode.
3) Overhearing someone who made the cast tell a professor that I was their favorite Cheshire Cat out of those who auditioned.
4) Grandma's. Pumpkin. Cheesecake.
5) Fanny's level-headedness and honesty.
6) The staff at Dunkin' Donuts on 31.