Sometimes I wonder what the point of certain things are. I spent 36 hours working on a bibliography I don’t find at all interesting. I simply did it for class for a degree for something I really don’t enjoy much. Go figure.

Sometimes I get down about all my friends getting married and here I am still single. I shouldn’t feel that way. I am overjoyed at their blessing, and I know the Lord will bring me a wife in His timing. My desire is to be married though. I think dads don’t like me or something. Not that any of them have ever tried to get to know me.

I am down to one paper, one portfolio, three tests, and a whole bunch of grading.