Life has seemed a bit crazy this past month or so. I started back to school, I'm taking 4 classes. They aren't really hard or anything but two of them have required a lot of reading and one of them is stats. (Health and Human Relations; Anthropology of Judaism; Social Stats; and Cultures of Africa) So far stats hasn't been difficult and I feel like I'm keeping up, but we'll see. We have our first exam on Thursday. In my Cultures of Africa class we've already had a quiz and have another one on Tuesday. The first quiz was identifying where all the countries of Africa are and 8 of the more prominent rivers. (side note, the other night I was at the Trax station when I realized I'm missed the last one for the night and met another girl in the same situation. We started talking and decided to walk home together since we lived just one block away from me. She was in the library late studying for Arabic! Anyway, she had an accent and I asked her where she was from and she told me Africa but I had to guess which country. I got out of her that it was West Africa and from there I just went through the list in my head. She was quite impressed. However, I think she was less impressed when I explained to her why I knew the names of every African country.) Our next quiz in that class is on the African Kingdoms. We have to identify 3 and give the years, region and five facts about accomplishments and why they are considered accomplishments. I really like this teacher a lot. I've had her before for the Anthropology of Food and she's a crack up. She can never figure out the video projector or ANYTHING technical and always says the funniest things. Plus, she's an actual anthropologist, she's not just a teacher. She only teaches classes in the Spring and the rest of the year she's being an anthropologist. Currently her work is in Papua New Guinea, but she had done extensive work with the Bushman in Africa too. In my Judaism class we will be getting our take home exam on Tuesday and will probably have a week to do it. It just feels like this semester has started off fast and just keeps gaining momentum.

There has also been a change at work. I sort of got a promotion two weeks ago. I am now a fully benefited employee (3/4 time). I'm driving the night route now. I kind of hate getting home a midnight now but it's nice to have my days free. I only have classes two days a week and the earliest starts at 9:10 so I haven't been TOO tired either. The night routes are pretty easy too. When I drive the Blue route I have about a 8 minutes layover every 30 minutes and with the Red route it's about 10 minutes, so I have plenty of time to read! Which is how I am able to keep up with the reading for my Judaism class.

I also decided last week (Sunday to be exact), after talking with my friend Zack, that I need to move. In May when the semester is over I'm moving. I know this is not in line with the usual way I live, which is only planning one semester at a time, but I figured who cares? It's my life. Plus that's just barely over 3 months away, pretty soon, yet it feels so far away. I've decided to move to D.C or if I don't get a job there it'll be Alaska again for the summer and then to DC. We'll see how everything plays out. I just think I need a change. I'm comfortable here and that's how I know I need a change. I have no out of this country travels planned for this coming summer (like I have for the past 4 summers) so this is my alternative. Double plus bonus: it's exciting AND can help my career. It's a win-win...I think.

There's just about 19 million things I want to do/experience/be that it becomes just so hard to make a decision. Plus I'm hardly ever certain of anything. I mean, I'm certain I love traveling and anthropology and the Middle East, my family and clean sheets, but besides that I'm just not certain what will make me happiest. Or more importantly, what will make God happiest. It's hard to give your will over to Him when you just don't know what exactly it is He wants from you. I've never really gotten a personal revelation of what I'm really supposed to do or to be. Honestly, the closest I've ever gotten to personal revelation has always been after the fact. A few months ago I was talking to my bishop about what I was thinking about doing and how I just wish that the Lord could give me a little more help in knowing what's right and my bishop said something that has actually REALLY helped me out a lot. It's really quite simple but perfect for me. He told me that GOD TRUSTS ME. He said that God's known me for longer then I've known myself and knows that I'll do the right thing. He said that's why some people (me) just don't receive the revelation they need until after the fact.

I guess it's just so simple that I couldn't see it. Of course trust works both ways. The more trust we put in Him the more trust He puts in us. It's just like any other relationship we have. Trust is a two way street.

Anyway, that's not really where I was planning on going with this post, oh well. I guess it's not the worst thing in the world for me to open up to people a little more. People who are really emotionally closed off drive me crazy. Hmm, I wonder why? On a much lighter note...

My friend Marika thinks my life should be made into a graphic novel. She feels like I live a very captivating life as a bus driver. This is her first drawing of Super Hero Me.

She says that when I was born I had black skin and my parents wanted me to be a super hero so they dipped me in a vat of toxic waste. However they unknowingly dipped me in bleach instead. Hence the extremely pale skin and curly blonde hair. But to this day I still live the life of a half super hero. Or something along those lines.