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Another batch of essays done at the last minute *cringe.* When I have a crisis like this I always have a flick through the trusty "Seven Habits for Effective Teens", focussing on habit three: Put First Things First. The thing is, every time I read it I'm already in a state of crisis, and putting first things first involves getting the essay written in time to hand in in 12 hours (hopefully with 7 hours sleep and a day of lectures somewhere in there).
Elly, one of my housemates, is the complete opposite. She has an essay due in four days and she's already finished it. She does so much work it's ridiculous! Louise is even worse, working right up to the deadline then runs to town to hand it in hoping that she'll catch the lecturer emptying the pigeon hole and be let off the penalty marks for lateness. At least I'm not that bad, it's good living with Louise!
On Sunday I went to the baptist church again, with Louise this time. It was nice having someone to sit with, especially someone who's good at mingling at the end. That's the worst part of church I find. Still not sure about sticking with the baptist. I'm comfortable there because it's so like my home church in style but in a way I don't want to be comfortable. You've got to lose sight of the land to reach new shores and all that.
It's the Christmas holidays in three weeks time, this semester has flown by. I feel like I've been at uni forever (in a good way) but in fact it's only been 8 weeks. There are many advent calenders kicking around in the house and much talk of Christmas presents. I've decided to start my Christmas shopping on the 19/20th December, which is cutting it fine but I'm not too keen on lugging presents all the way down on the train. This is planned procrastination, so it's ok!
I've given up on making this look all pretty, sorry bout that.
Update on the past couple of weeks... last week was reading week. I went to London first to see Dad for the weekend, brother in tow too which was nice for a change. Except that what was supposed to be a six hour train journey from Leuchars to King's Cross was actually 8 and a half due to such silly things as a train crash causing a detour and waiting for crew members to turn up (why we couldn't leave without them is beyond me...) But it was ok, I was sitting opposite a girl from St Andrews so we had a natter.
There was much excitement on the Saturday, going shopping for clothes for Alistair (bro) so he looked all smrt to meet Dad's new girlfriend that evening. We went out for a meal and I was completely embarrassed when the restaurant manager brought out a cake and everyone (yes, everyone in the restaurant) sang happy birthday. Urgh... I really absolutely hate having happy birthday sung to me, it's the most embarrassing thing in the world and I try to avoid it every year. I'm two decades old now, it's the first birthday where I haven't wanted to be a year older... I dread to think what 40 will be like!
Went to Norwich on Monday to see Mum for a few days. That was horrible really. I'm enjoying being away from Mum and all her "spiritual leader's" crap being forced on me and it was awful to go back to it all. But it made coming back all the better. I also met up with some friends in Norwich, which was ok but not brilliant. There seems to come a point where friendships start to go stale, and I'm enjoying being away from all that too. Yeah I'm heartless I know.
Lectures started again on Monday. That's something I am enjoying, my course is getting very good. Especially Theology now we've moved away from all the philosophical stuff to more Biblical stuff. There's another batch of essays coming up very soon, the Theology one I've chosen is on the relationship between grace and law and the significance of this for a human understanding of salvation. We've been studying grace and law this week, so it shouldn't be too taxing. We've also been looking at repentance. i would love to go on and on about it but I'd probably bore my readers to tears!
I've been thinking about being a youth worker or something similar after I've done my degree, but I'm not so sure. It's a strange job, in one sense you build up strong relationships with the people in your care, but in another sense they are work. Youth look up to their youth workers as mentors and friends, and to be brushed aside as work is really heartless. In a way, youth are work to their youth workers, and I can understand the need for them to get away from work, but, especially in a church context, having someone older to talk to and be a mentor is very important in people's lives. If I were to be a youth worker in a church, I think I'd try to set up a mentoring system so that the youth can make friends with older members of the congregation, rather than the youth worker being stretched between them all and not really wanting to make it a permanent friendship.
Ramble over, that's it for now.
