*extremely deep sigh* Seems I'm just gonna be writing every other week now...
So, I've been in the new semester for 1½ weeks. I ended up getting the same teacher for one of my electives, but sadly the other elective has one that I think I might not like as much as in the elective in 1st semester. (Am I confusing you?) I am also okay with my new seminary teacher, but the class just isn't the same.
Get ready. Now I shall unveil something I have not actually told anyone, but this being my diary, I kinda am supposed to. This is when knowing people around the world could be reading the posts makes this awkward for me... I have actually had some things that I have been trying to get answered through prayer, which drive got fueled by seminary. (Take seminary! It changes your life for the better!) I got baptized and received the gift of the Holy Ghost when I was 8, about 1-2 months after my birthday. There is one little story that I ALWAYS remember whenever we have to think about an experience that strengthened our testimony in prayer or the Spirit during Sunday School or something. (As this whole thing is for MY benefit, and I guarantee that I will never forget this little experience, I don't feel the need to repeat it. Hehehe.) But besides that, I have never really felt like the Holy Ghost was near me. There were only times when I thought that that COULD have been the Holy Ghost, but I wasn't totally sure. The what I guess could be called "guilt" has been increasing slowly through the years, as I know people who always have a new story to share, and I can only think of one. You are supposed to have more spiritual experiences than that.
A few months after I began my first year in seminary, I made the decision that I would pray for the Spirit to be with me during seminary and/or church. Then, I realized that I wasn't even sure what it felt like. So I also started to pray so that I would be able to RECOGNIZE Him being near me or in my thoughts. And I have not stopped since. I keep getting moments where I THINK I got a feeling from Him, but I still am not sure.
Now, internet people, some may think that my patience must be wearing thin, or that I probs should have given up by now. But one of my qualities is that I tend to have a good patience. The kind that is possibly a lot longer than some. And I have actually felt like I have been getting signs, the kind that people could think of as "signs from the universe."
The first is in Sunday School. One Saturday night I prayed that I would be able to learn how to recognize the Holy Ghost. And guess what the lesson was the next day? The second was that I remembered a talk in General Conference a while ago about being patient for answers for prayers. There was one story in which a man had to wait at least 10 years before he finally received it. (My memory is awful, as usual.)
I may not know for a while if there's a reason why I feel like my prayer hasn't been fully answered, but I know with all my heart that it WILL come, preferably sooner than later, it still will. I want anyone in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints or interested in it, or maybe not, I don't care, I promise that it is true and is for everyone. I may not have as much knowledge and experiences as I wish, but it is still enough for me to be able to say I don't believe it. I know it.
...Which brings me to the topic of the stake dance! I went to my first, as I am now 14. I think I have already said that I'm not much of a party person, but there was going to be a DJ and a live band, which I have never been to any of the kinds of events that had those. (Lot of first-times that night.) Even if I didn't want to go, my mom decided that I needed to socialize badly. And I don't need to! She knows I'm social in school, and I just have never really hung out with friends at my house. And now, I'm super social on Fanfiction! I keep getting new friends both in the site and now I'm getting some more in real life due to the schedule change. Why should I waste a few hours at a PARTY when I can waste a few hours on the internet?
I was forced to go, guys.
But, I had a lot of fun. The music was too loud, and there was too many people, but I was still able to dance (not very well, but dance nonetheless) to the awesome DJ. When the band went up, I watched the drummer the entire time, even sometimes mimicking his playing sometimes. I might seem like a creep, but honestly, I look up to the guy. This was one of few professional drummers I have seen live, and this guy was amazing! I actually went to compliment him after they did the hour, although my friend had to keep pushing me until I actually said something. (What? Do YOU guys compliment total strangers on a daily basis?)
Speaking of, I went with my sister and her friends to the party, and a few minutes later ran into a friend of mine there. ...Um, since he and another friend have made a habit of calling me "The lilaclily00" (←replace with real name here), I shall call them "The 1" and "The 2." Stupid, I know. But catchy. Hahahaha! I found The 2 there, and was hanging out with him for most of the night. We never took a picture together (DANG IT) but I think I will always remember it. There's a couple of things to remember, after all. Like the awkward slow dance we did together, as he had no idea how to dance that way. And him laughing at my sort-of-fangirling of the drums.
This will be the last thing I say before ending the post. Remember the forums I told about last time? I joined 1-2 more, and now I'm gonna have one of my own! *noisemaker* I really hope to have fun roleplaying with my buddies on it. *insert cat smiley* There was actually a Mausu Mumei drawing inspired by a moment in one of the forums where she just sat on a tree reading, no longer paying any attention to the madness happening around her. You probably can't see it very well, but I'm pleased otherwise.
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