Gar. Just... gar. I'm feeling kinda frustrated right now, for many reasons. Primarily because my truck isn't working. Yeah, the one I just bought in February. It is now just a useless pretty piece of metal sitting in front of my apartment. I'm ready to sell it, I'm tired of hassling with a vehicle that should work. I think it's a battery cable problem, but I have no real clue. All I know is it isn't working, and the guy I know and trust to work on it is 6 hours and 400 miles away.
I never realized how much of a hassle it is being without a vehicle. I was lucky enough (or rather I worked enough to save up enough money) to have bought my own vehicle by the time I was able to drive, and have had one ever since. Now, of course, I still have one. It just doesn't want to work.
Anyway, I really feel for anyone who doesn't have the resources to own their own vehicle. It's a total pain- I either have to rely on friends to get me to work, or I can hassle with MARTA. Either way, I've lost a lot of convenience and a lot of time.
Enough ranting. Think positive.
Had a New Testament test today, and I feel okay about it, especially considering the amount of studying I was able to squeeze in yesterday. Many of my friends were nervous and worried about it, but I was practically approaching a state of apathy about it. I guess I'm just calm and relaxed, I don't let minor things like a test bother me. I've never been one to get worked up over tests. I find myself often telling people "You know, in 5 years, you won't even remember this test." In the big scheme of things, a single test in a single class is incredibly small.
Let's see, what else is going on?
Oh! The youth group went to a corn maze and then played paintball on Saturday. The corn maze was okay, but the paintball was AMAZING! I had a great time. I'm now seriously thinking about getting a paintball gun. I can't wait to go back. It was my first time playing, and I have to say that I think I did okay for a rookie. I got shot a few times (and it hurt much less than I had heard it would), and I got a few kills. My best shot all day was in our next-to-last match. I was on one end of the field, and I popped up over a dirt bunker. I spotted an opponent clear across the field as he popped up from behind a bunker. I took one shot, and hit him right in the mouth. It was incredible. Good times, indeed.
Other than that, not much is going on. Just the daily grind of class, study, write, read, work, sleep repeat.
Alright, enough for now. I have to go watch a movie ("As Good As It Gets") for my Ecclesiastes class. I'll write more later this week.
Peace...
