Hectic Week

Ok, so not only am I in the process of looking for a (decent, sane, compatible) roommate, but I am also looking to find someone to sublet my room while I am gone on a 3-month trip to Europe starting in April. All in the midst of trying to plan my trip and possibly find a part-time day job to make some extra money! Instead of making things easy, the internet seems to be confounding my efforts! Just when I get started working on something, the browser will shut down and I'm half expecting it to do so when I try to post this. Lord help me if I just jinxed the one page that hasn't closed on me yet! I can't wait to be gone and away from all this crap - even though I have to come back to it all eventually, I just want to get away. I don't even know what I'm doing with my life right now and I am trying to seek God's direction. I must admit that I wish He would be more clear because I'm tired of feeling like I'm freaking out! : )
In a way it's all funny and I want to laugh because what else can I do, but at the same time it's so frustrating and I want to cry and just throw in the towel. But a story that I heard on Sunday comes to mind at the moment... It's about a soldier who is on a long, strenuous training hike and he tells his commanding officer that he can't take another step. His officer tells him to head to the van and they'll take him back to base camp. So he does and the officer yells at him to keep going because he was able to take that single step towards quitting, so that meant that he could take another step! He just needed to step in the right direction. So it's not necessarily that I want to quit (though sometimes I feel like I want to, but then what, you know?), but it's just that I don't know where I'm going, so it's hard to keep walking when I feel like I've lost my direction...
HELP! That's all I've got at the moment...

Stupid Drivers

Just something that I found myself wondering the other day... but why do people that drive like maniacs get to drive nice cars?! I had dealt with being cut off on the freeway and people passing me on the right and all the other fun antics that are seemingly inherent of many LA drivers. However, when I was dangerously zoomed past on my final attempt to get my car home one night, I found myself looking at the tail end of a squealing Porche turning the opposite direction as me. In that moment, I wished he would crash and total his car. Admitedly not a very nice thought to have, but if you nearly kill people while you drive, what right do you have to drive a nice car? Just because you can afford it?! Who really cares - you are irresponsible and inconsiderate! That should trump your money and you should be stuck driving a beat up Nova! And that goes for all those drivers, not just the one in particular. It just doesn't seem right that people who are a road hazard behind the wheel should be allowed to drive a nice car. And heaven forbid that something should happen to their nice car while they are driving it like a maniac - that could never possibly be their fault! And I highly doubt the fact that they could ever widen their view to see the wake of havoc they surely leave behind! Anyway, not that it really matters in the grand scheme of things, but I'm just saying...