the way God works things out. But everything always works out just as it should. I was thinking about it. My freshman and sophomore years were not my best, and to tell you the truth I wasn't really happy at all. I lost a guy I thought was great, found a guy who worshipped me and didn't really know me, couldn't seem to make any friends, felt like an absolute awkward fool, and just wasn't happy at all. Then junior year came along and things got a little better. I found that I didn't have to change to find friends. I was a bit more confident and a lot stronger. That year I had to take US History honors because I didn't find out until too late about AP. I was so ticked off because I wanted to take AP and couldn't. I passed that class, but I still wanted to take AP US History. So I wound up taking it my senior year. If I hadn't I would have missed out on the most amazing thing to happen to me in a long time. I would never have met Kenny and would never have begun the great roller coaster ride that brought me to where I am now. It took some interesting events to make me see that I was in love but in the end I did. I knew there was something there when I received some pretty painful information that most of my friends thankfully pulled me through. I found out that he had a girlfriend, and I had been hugging, and flirting, with someone else's guy. Sure I hugged Dash, who had a girlfriend, and sort of flirted, but that wasn't as real. I didn't do it for the same reasons. But that wasn't the big thing. I realized it was something big when I found out he was moving. I just wanted to crawl in a hole and never come out again. I was lost and it hurt so bad to know that he was going to be leaving. I can't remember the last time I cried like that over a guy, but I just fell apart. It all clicked. I had been planning to go the University of the South, but my application didn't get in on time. So I chose MTSU. If I hadn't I wouldn't have met the Mock Trial teams and become a part of that, which has been a learning experience and a thrill. I also would've missed out on some fairly interested classes that were a blast. But most importantly I think is the fact that I wouldn't have been in Murfreesboro when he came back to visit. I would have missed it completely and missed the opportunity to see him again. I wasn't sure that he felt the same way I did, and I would never have known if I had gone to the Sewanee. It turns out that so far things have worked out beautifully, and I thank God they have.