So, Lolla was amazing. The concert, anyway. The rest of it was definately really fun, but it's been making me think about school. I really like my roommate, Rylee, (although I think Laurie and I would be better roommates...) but the amount of drinking that a lot of the kids were doing just made me pause to consider this coming year.

I don't drink. I'm fine with that, and I'm totally cool with hanging out with people who do... I thought. I guess, though, I never really thought about Emory's policies. If I'm caught with kids who are drinking, and I'm not, I could still lose my scholarship and end up back in erie, ready and rearing to go to Penn State Behrend. I don't want that. More than anything else, I don't want that.

So what does that mean? I don't really know. I'm not going to be that girl who says she's fine with drinking, but as soon as someone pulls out the vodka, she's bookin' out of there. At the same time, however, I will not lose my scholarship. I can't.

So, I need some guidance on that, Lord. But I can wait. I know you have bigger fish to fry at the moment.

I'm a bit nervous about school. Mostly, I'm just excited. I know everything will work out, Lord, and I'm just so blessed to be in this position. I mean, I'm going to college, and it's not Penn State, and I can afford to go.

This, in itself, is amazing.

Lead me where I need to be, God. I'm yours, and I'm excited.