Everything happens for a reason... right?

I hate when you get yourself set on something happening and then it doesn't. Unfortunately, that's what today's been like.

Even though I got into a dance conservatory, I won't be going until Fall 2011. In the meantime, I've been taking classes at my local SUNY college. Only problem is, I'm considered a continuing education student, so I have to register last. I've taken three other classes, and it's never been much of a problem, registering late, that is. I've managed to get into each class I wanted. But there's a first for everything.

I was planning on signing up for advanced writing, being as I already took COMP 100 and composition classes transfer perfectly. There were about twenty spots open for COMP 200, so I figured I was good. Most people hate writing, don't they? So how many people are going to take advanced composition, anyway?

Apparently a lot. I never realized how many English majors there were at this college.

So I e-mailed the professor of the class I want to take. Still waiting for his reply, but I don't want to spend the next five months doing nothing--and not many classes will transfer and I don't want to take too many because it's best to take them at the university I'll be attending.

Things like this really mess up my writing. I can't concentrate and keep hitting the "send/receive" button on my e-mail. But I'm a fan of thinking, Everything happens for a reason. Funnily enough, an author whose page I've "liked"  on facebook (Neal Donald Walsch) posted one of his quotes today that reminded me of this.  And when I think about it, it makes me less angry/annoyed/upset, because it's one of those things that I find totally and completely true. 

I'm beginning to think that things actually do happen for a reason. (Okay, "beginning" is wrong. I know they do.) I mean, when stuff goes wrong if you try to figure out what the reason might be, I've found that it makes whatever has gone wrong seem less dramatic, less horrible, less "this isn't fair!"

So today when COMP 200 was closed, I kept trying to think of a reason why. The answer came a few hours later when my mom found another class that I could take (because I'd be completely bored out of my mind waiting to go to college in the fall. Writing novels is good, but there's only so many hours in a day that I can force my mind to concentrate before it decides not to listen). I don't know if this class will transfer, but I've already figured out that if I get a creative writing minor as I want, I'll be over the required credits by about two classes. And what better class to help me reach my goals of publishing than a course on editing and publishing. I mean seriously? In the class description, it even mentions a query letter!

So now I'm trying to decide if I even want to take COMP 200 if the professor let's me in, or do I just go for the publishing and editing class. I keep thinking that it would help my writing a whole lot if I learned about publishing, while COMP 200 is just more essay-writing. Yay for decisions that I have until tomorrow afternoon to make. (<--sarcasm.)

But to end on a positive note, this is the quote by Neale Donald Walsch: “Nothing can happen, nothing can occur in your life which is not a precisely perfect opportunity for you to heal something, create something, or experience something that you wish to heal, create, or experience in order to be Who You Really Are.”