Oh Monday... how I loathe you.

Just having an icky day.
Got woken up early.. which always makes me mad.
Didn't leave the house till 7:20 so both sisters were late.
Realized I had an art test today but due to the festivities
of this weekend, didn't think to study.
Decided I would come home, sacrifice some time getting ready
in order to study.
Almost home and my dad calls me and needs me to get his
coat and drive it ALL the way to Anderson.
Do that.
Get home around 8:45.
Shower and get ready as quickly as possible.
No time to study.
Get to Art. Take test. Pretty sure I failed.
It was hard. Especially with no time to study.
Ugh. So frustrating.
A stereotypical Monday.
I wish I were dedicated to my studies. Like really.
But it's just that I know this isn't where I'm
supposed to be and the only reason I'm there is to get the
financial aid that is gonna pay my grandma back for my car.

But in the midst of all this, I decided that me wallowing
in self pity isn't going to bring God glory. And that I should
be thankful to be alive. I shouldn't be complaining
about the stupid things of this world that annoy me.

That's very hard for me. To NOT complain. I constantly have
to remind myself that no matter how big my problems seem,
they're nothing compared to other people AND that in comparison
to how GREAT God is... they mean nothing.