Good weeks, Bad weeks

College has taught me this little thing about good weeks, and bad weeks. 

For starters I don't know what I did to deserve such a great "BYU freshman college experience." Its been everything I hoped for and so much more. People. Parties. Weekend trips. Friends. Mountains. Family. Hard work. The list goes on and on... I mean really this year has been the best of my life thus far (yes, I know I am only 19 and have so much more life to live, but right now just let me enjoy it and be happy). But that doesn't mean that every week was perfect. 

This last week it really hit me how great everything is. On Wednesday I went to the temple with Sarah, hiked Bridal Falls, and went to the movies to go see Cinderella. Yesterday I went 80s dancing with all the homies. Today I am going to the temple again with my friends and then going out to dinner. Tomorrow I am going to the Festival of Colors. My fam gets here Monday. Luke gets baptized Monday night. And then I go through the temple on Tuesday. Whewww. I don't share all this to "brag" or anything but to show that even though the weeks leading up to this week were pretty terrible (physical science is kicking my butt), this week was great. Honestly I was sitting here in the library (oops i should be working on my paper haha) thinking about how wonderful this week has been and how great these upcoming days are going to be and it hit me, last week SUCKED. Like just ask my mom, it was the worst (grateful that she lets me call her and complain lol). I just pondered on that thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that if theres one thing I've learned college its that; 

THERE IS ALWAYS A NEW DAY, NEW WEEK, NEW MONTH - AND THINGS CANT BE TERRIBLE FOREVER. 

I firmly believe in that. I mean the week before this was honestly the worst week of the semester. I had two tests that I had to do good on, multiple papers, and not enough time. I thought that it was the end of the world and there was no way i was going to make it out alive. But guess what. I did. And now here I am feeling so great about life acting like last week didn't even happen. Haha its pretty funny actually because this happens to me allll theee timeee. I feel hopelessly lost in school work with no light at the end of the tunnel one day and jumping off the walls laughing with my friends the next. Maybe its just me being slightly bipolar and dramatic about life but i don't know, i think thats kind of just what college is like. Moral of the story though: you will have some bad weeks, and i'm not talking about just stressful weeks, i'm talking about the weeks where you literally feel like you cant get out of bed because you are dreading the day ahead of you, being faced with teachers who stink, feeling like you're all alone, and just wanting to give up already or skip ahead to the future, but then you have good weeks, where everything goes your way, you feel on top of school and have so many plans for the weekend you have to decide what you want to do first. But then a bad week comes along and we fall right back into the rut that we were in before. WHY?? Why do we do this after we just had the best week of our lives? Why do we have to have bad weeks? Im still figuring it out but I've decided to go into bad weeks with the outlook that it will end and there is a good week right behind it, and better yet go into the week thinking it'll be a good one. Attitude changes everything. Even if it is a bad week your'e just going to make it worse by complaining and dreading everyday. Instead try to think of the positives and pull out the little good parts to every week. And also that without the bad weeks we would have no good weeks. In order to feel happiness we have to have experienced sorrow. 

2 Nephi 2:23 reads; For it must needs be, that there is an opposition in all things. If not so, my firstborn in the wilderness, righteousness could not be brought to pass, neither wickedness, neither holiness nor misery, neither good nor bad. Wherefore, all things must needs be compound in one; wherefore, if it should be one body it must needs remain dead, having no life neither death, nor corruption nor incorruption, happiness nor misery, neither sense nor insensibility. 

Basically, even though it stinks sometimes, we have to have bad weeks. So lets embrace the bad weeks and face them head on, knowing that they will only make the good weeks sweeter. 

PS: 47 days till my mission 

XOXO

Jess