Sleepyhead
I guess I'm bored. I just got out of my last lecture for survey of the new testament class; we took an evaluation test on it and I realized just how much I really needed to brush back up on the synoptics. Instead of going to lunch, I went straight to the library to check out some commentaries, but I picked one up and remember the piles of books in my room that I haven't even begin. I used to be on top of reading all the time, but since I moved here, I can barely concentrate. I bought my book for one of my classes next semester, it was pretty sweet. My hall mate sold it to me for only nine dollars. I need to stop spending money, I used to spend it alot when I first moved here, but now I'm just really conserving it because I don't know when I will or won't need it. I'm just really bored, kind of worried about my final for life & rev next week, just because its over forty pages of handwritten notes plus about 120 pages of reading that I haven't even begun. We were supposed to go to Charlotte, NC this weekend; sorta a last thing to do with Jimmy before he transfers, but that ended up falling through. I have no homework to do for the rest of the semester.
Weird thing, my brother text messaged me last night saying that he was praying for me. Never in a million years did I think that he would ever do that. Thing really are changing for the better :) I haven't done anything stupid for quite a while, I guess the only thing you can pin me on is maybe once or twice i'll say something inappropriate but its not as bad as it used to be. I wrote God a pretty song the other night, though originally I was writing the song for my future wife but then I decided to give it to God. I miss my meeting place.
Weird thing, my brother text messaged me last night saying that he was praying for me. Never in a million years did I think that he would ever do that. Thing really are changing for the better :) I haven't done anything stupid for quite a while, I guess the only thing you can pin me on is maybe once or twice i'll say something inappropriate but its not as bad as it used to be. I wrote God a pretty song the other night, though originally I was writing the song for my future wife but then I decided to give it to God. I miss my meeting place.