I feel really guilty for not blogging. When I have great ideas all the time to blog. I guess I could improve my desire to blog, and acutally do it more often. So whe I finally sit down to write out a post like this--I feel more guilty that the desire came from the need to vent about how busy my last couple of weeks has been. And how tired I am.
College can be killer. And I don't even have a job this semester, yet. I've just been going, going, and going and getting graded for it all. I mean, my summer was busy. My mom could tell you that she hear's from me more often since I've been in school then when I did EFY and was constantly busy. I think the biggest difference is the intensity of the work and grades. I don't know. I love it, but I've been non-stop and I'm feeling myself get drained. . . and it might just be the death of me.
At least John comes home to Provo this weekend. And Jim next weekend! I really in some need of some brolove.
