hands down

I have the best class ever.

Ever!

I mean, I guess I should say WE have the best class ever. As in 2012. But yeah.

It's kind of weird...we're only second-semester sophomores, but I'm already afraid of not having enough time together! But that's definitely an irrational fear...

I don't know if this is super cheesy or like...subconsciously self-righteous or something, but whenever I see my class and I spend time with my class, I feel like I can totally see the benefits of praying for unity.

So, for anyone who so much even heard of me last year would know that I was a pretty big spaz last year (understatement). I came into GCC, picked up cues on how things were "supposed" to be (a la the 09ers), and then got into this frenzy of "omgshhhh we need class unity, we need to pray, we need to hang out, we need to plan this and do that!" And I probably scared off like 15 people in the process and bitter-ified/annoyed like 30 more people besides them. But this odd thing inside of me just made me so anxious, that we wouldn't be all united and gung-ho about GCC and fellowship-ing together by the "right" time...and so I would have to push people.

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How prideful!

But you know what? It was so amazing to see our class praying in a circle on the last day of retreat, and really be able to hear people cry out for these eternal bonds that we have formed.

It's also really amazing to go to Girls' Prayer and listen to all these crazy different but equally spectacular girls share their "roses and thorns"; it's amazing to hear the guys say to each other at Sunday brunches, "Hey, we're meeting tonight, right?" or "Oh, I was just about to send out an email!" It's really amazing to eat freshly baked cookies and fruit tarts at SoFresh and come to the realization that we're the ones serving and preparing those younger than us now. It's really amazing to just have tea parties in the Suite or head to McDonald's on Friday nights after church, no matter how late it is, and just enjoy each other's presence. It's really amazing to see my brothers and sisters step up, encourage, grow, cry and laugh together.

So yeah. Older people were right when they were like, it'll come. It takes time. Just keep praying and just chill out. I didn't understand it last year - didn't they know that we only had like 3 more years to come together and make memories???

But I was wrong. Yeah, every moment counts. But also, God has His own perfect timing.

And though we're not anywhere near done growing and bonding, I'm very very VERY encouraged by how much we already have so far.

2012, I LOVE YOU! :)