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What a Week...

I'm kinda forcing myself to type this blog post, but just because the week was bad doesn't mean I should give up on my goal! Not every week can be a good one! Well I can't deny the fact that this week did have some highlights! I got to sing at Devotional on Tuesday, which was an incredible experience! We sang a gorgeous arrangement of "Come Unto Jesus!" I even got a few close-ups on BYU TV according to my mom! I'm pretty much a celebrity! :) The devotional itself was incredible, and I'm so glad that I was able to contribute to the spirit that was present there! It was an amazing experience! I also was able to go to Divine Comedy's Tech show on Wednesday night with a huge group of friends! It's free, and they give each person a ballet to rate each of their skits so that they can decide which ones to use in their performance! They were hilarious and it was so much fun! Oh my goodness. I loved it. Other positive things: the weather was GORGEOUS this weekend, I found a delicious smoothie at Jamba that is only 150 calories (Berry Fulfilling for all those who want to try it), I got an 89 on my Dance history test ( takin it as a GE WOO), and I've been able to relax this weekend!

Now for the bad. The bad was bad this week. So in short, I did not get accepted to the Elementary Music Ed program, all because my vocal audition score was apparently .03 below the cut off. I am still really upset. I just really thought I had everything all figured out, but I know that if I trust the Lord that he will guide me. I know that he has a plan for me beyond a shadow of a doubt. This week I am going to make an appointment with an academic advisor and really get some help with choosing a major and figuring out my life's plan. I am so grateful for the knowledge that I have that I don't have to do this alone. I am beyond grateful that I can turn to my Heavenly Father for help and guidance and that I know with a surety that he has a plan for me. That knowledge alone is making moving past this major setback a lot easier. In addition, I have the greatest friends and the most wonderful roommate in the world! They have been there for me this weekend and have kept me distracted! They were there for me when I needed them most and I can't even begin to thank them enough, and my Heavenly Father for placing them in my life. Before I came out here to BYU, I prayed so hard that I would make lifelong friends. It took some time, but I know without a doubt that I now have lifelong friends. They are always there for me and I would do anything for them! I also had the support of my loving and amazing family! I don't know what I would do or who I would be without them and I love them so much! So my point is, trials are hard, but with the support of a loving Heavenly Father and the people that he has placed in our lives for a reason, we can get through them and learn from them!

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