I am finally moving out of this house. I want to feel relieved, but sadly I'm so tired from all that's happened because of it and then on top of that there's the semester that went terribly.

I can do better next semester and I have plenty after that to improve my grades, but they're still not something I'll ever be fond of.

I should be packing right now, but I've been trying to get this cell phone to work. It's a pain.

Many things are a pain.

I remember earlier today when a worker in the train station booth was rude with me and instead of telling her all the lovely words I know, I told myself "Remember what you learned in Victorious Disciples. I love Jesus." So then I kept my mouth shut even though it sounded like she wanted to keep an argument with me. I left it alone. Satan must have been angered with me because my phone went wacko and this happened after helping out someone who needed food TWICE. Oh yeah. Satan don't like me. He tight 'cause I'm on #TeamJesus. >.>

He'll have to learn that I'll always be on #TeamJesus and never on his.

I'm really glad I decided to do the Victorious Disciples class. I've learned and grown so much from so little. I haven't even finished the book yet and it's done a lot. I'd recommend this to anyone (well, female since the class is for women; so all those who consider themselves women; there may be a soon-to-be transgenger, or someone with male organs but considers themself a woman/female, etc.; as you can see I'm open-minded and don't judge) who wants to take a walk with Christ. If you're not, well, just keep reading. (There is always something out there for you. I'm just recommending this because I like it.)

This post shall end here. I must pack for the move.

Note: Why box? Whyyyy???