Feeling a lil lost

Hm,

I get the feeling that God is trying to tell me something.
It's a puzzle that I've yet to piece together.
There's a lesson to be learned here, I just have to figure out what it is.

I had a week that was exactly the kind of week that I had set my mind to have this year. There were many meaningful conversations; I felt like I was making a difference in people's lives; I was living how I wanted to. It was a stable, enriched kind of high.

Then I had a following week where emotions were haywire. From fun hangout nights with Jarrod and Matt to the stress of messing up the car to drunk kitchen night to Planetshakers Conference to Champagne & Shackles to family games night to uni life. There were genuine highs, artificially induced highs and lows that were swept under the carpet.

I'm don't think I deal well with expectation followed by disappointment. I have a tendency to get excited too quickly and expect too much (while consciously projecting that I'm managing expectations and pretending I don't care bc we live in a society where caring too much is perceived as weak and no one wants to appear vulnerable).

Missed opportunity to work at Commonwealth Bank bc I can't take 4 months of uni sucks. (I put in so much effort into the application too. sigh)

Boys are stupid.

Smell is a dangerous thing.

I need to get work done.

There's a whole lot more of 'me' that I'm still unsure of.

Remember what's important!

On the verge of breakthough. But also not.
Me.