IT WASN'T ME, IT WAS THE PESTO GOBLINS...

I am tired.  I have only one exam and two homework assignments left and I am done with CIU.  Someone asked me today why I was leaving because I had so many friends here (she had noticed me saying hello to most of the people who were walking past us).  I answered in an almost rehearsed tone: "I like having a lot of friends here; I'd rather leave on a good note than a bad one."  I don't think that I have a lot of friends here.  I have a lot of people whose names I know, and I think a lot of people would say that I was friendly, but not necessarily their friend.  But it got me to thinking that I guess I do, in a way, care a little bit about my reputation here.  I mean, if I never come back to CIU then people will always remember me the way that they last saw me, and I guess for the sake of memories I'd want them to have a positive impression.  Christmas is only 13 days away and I suppose I am fairly excited.  Not so much for the actual day, but really because I can be back home.  I never realized how much I loved my house and town and family and friends until I was away from them.  I'm sure someone has written a country song explaining this idea much better than I have.  So I bought some books the other day because I wanted to feel intelligent.  I like reading, and I even like the authors of the books I bought, but I really have no idea when I am going to find time and enough motivation to read the books.  I've bought 4 books this semester, and two of those books are compilations of a lot of stories (works of Edgar Allen Poe and Mark Twain) and then one of the books is part one and two of Alice's' Adventures in Wonderland.  SO really I have like 15 books.  I am almost done with the first Alice in Wonderland story, which is really good, but I think I enjoy too many things.  I like guitar, food, music, movies, etc... and so I fill my free time with all these things and rarely complete anything that I start.  For example, I have been trying to write a song for the last two days, yet I always seem to begin something new before finishing what I first started.  I am feeling overwhelmed.  I have a test to study for, a couple homework assignments, then I go home.  Freedom!!!.... oh wait, no.  Not yet anyways, because I leave for Columbia on the 27th to do prep work for the the Dominican Republic on the 29th.  Since I am preaching a church service at Escuela Caribe I will be preparing for that during Christmas break, and also I am leading worship for two services and so I will be working on that as well.  Then I get back on the 6th or 7th of Jan 08' and I am leaving for Lee University on the 8th, or possibly the 7th.  I have to move in by myself and register during that day which is three days later than I should have gotten there.  It is a lot to deal with, but I think that if I start my semester off really busy then I might be able to not feel so overwhelmed as time proceeds.  I really need to get a job next semester as well.  Alright, well it is only 11 in the morning and so I might write again later.  I noticed how most people on here don't write everyday, some only once or twice a month.  I don't want ramble on day after day but I think I will be writing more often than others... probably because I have enough free time since I'm twenty, single, childless, addicted to the internet and about to be on Christmas break.  Cheers.