My seminary requires us to take an exit exam prior to graduation.  Since I'm graduating on December 8th, I went in just about an hour ago to fill in my last scantron of seminary life.  I hope!  100 questions in 30 minutes, and mass confusion in between.  To say the least, it was hard.  I hope they still give me my degree.  Perhaps I should have taken the 20 minutes I had to look over my answers, but I'm glad I didn't!  Maybe at graduation, they'll give me a sheet of paper that says: "Sorry, try again!"  It's not the first time I've gotten that anyways..

This is actually the second time that I've taken that test.  They had us take the same exam when we walked in for orientation at the beginning of seminary.  I can't believe how much I've learned, but it's appalling to realize how little I really know of the Bible and of God.  But it's been a fun journey from 2006 to now.  I'll be walking in the formal commencement in May, but I'll also be officially graduating in a couple of weeks.  Thank God that we can still learn.  We're not hopeless!  Lord, teach us!

Peace.

Thanksgiving is really wonderful.  And when I think about all that God has done for me, I'm always a bit dumbfounded.  I'm also so thankful for the people that God has put in my life.  True friends are like living treasures.

I have to share a funny moment from the reception last night.  I was sitting at Table 1 when it came time for the bouquet to be thrown, so the call was made for all the single ladies to come to the dance floor, albeit a very small dance floor.  For the last four weddings I've been to, I've opted to forego this activity.  But this was the first time that the groom's brother in law made rounds forcing the singles to get up.  So when he asked our table, two of my friends went up willingly, but I stayed put, of course.  He kept asking, and then finally asked to see my hands.  But, ha!  I always have a ring on my ring finger, so I lifted both my hands proudly in the air, slightly wiggling my ring finger with a sly smile.  And he threw up his hands in defeat and said: "Fair enough!" and walked away!  Victory.  It was a thrilling moment and my table had a nice laugh.  Now I did have some moral support from my pastor, who told me not to get up since I was headed to the mission field.  No argument there. 

All the more reason to wear rings on the all-important digit.

Peace.

A much too common phenomena: long days.  I suppose long weeks are worse, but the fact that time is always the same consoles me a little.  Ha.

I can't seem to find the time to actually write in my journal, which bothers me a bit.  I feel like I'm already losing all the memories of the last several days.  But the sheer amount of events that have gone on in this last week is enough to fill up the space in my planner.. granted, it's much smaller than usual.  I'm not really sure what I should jot down here, except that I'm tired and would appreciate slightly warmer weather.  I'm thankful to live on the west coast.  I actually have a chance for survival here..

Cold weather makes life feel a bit lonelier for some reason.. not as many people around, and when you do see them, they're shuffling around with their brows furrowed against the cold and rain.  Just makes you want to see your best friend and those close to you. 

I also wish I was sleepier than what I feel at the moment, then at least I could fall asleep quickly since I really need the sleep.  But at least I'm beginning to yawn!

Well, enough of the whine.  Goodnight!

Peace.