Hitting the Books

I've done it. I finished book ten. Admittedly, there is a part of me that wants to join my comrads in arms by shaking my fist it the air and screaming, "Curse you, Robert Jordan!" But I did like it. It's only the end that makes me angerful. Well, October isn't so far away, is it? So now I have a problem. I finished my book. I hate finishing books. It's really bad this time because the series kinda ran together for me, so I just finished like a 6,000 page book. Now more than ever in my life, when I have a free 8 seconds I think, "Ooh, I could go read my book! But.. I read it all. I don't have a book. The story is over." :( It doesn't matter that at any given moment, I have a TON of stuff that I need to do for school. It just makes me miss the book more. Even if I wanted to pick up another book to tie me over for a while, it won't have the same universe, and I have about 3 weeks 'till graduation, so a book would only keep me from accomplishing things. I hope Egwene is okay. *Sigh*

In other news, I got my test score back for physio psych the other day and I got a 96! That's a high A without a curve. At first I didn't think it was a big deal, because the mood of the class during the test was a mostly positive one. I really thought that someone was going to beat me. 3 different people turned in their tests when I was halfway through mine and I was one of the last 7 people when I turned mine in. So thought for sure I'd been beat. Sot the next time we were in class, when my professor didn't talk about the test I met her after class to see how it went. She flipped through and most of the grades were a 70-something. There was one 96 that stuck out like a sore thumb. That of course was me. :) So in general the class had done better than before, but it still didn't do well. Who knows, maybe she'll let us drop our lowest "test" score. I doubt it though. So that's 3 curve setting grades so far. At this point, I have enough extra points that even if I get a mid range B on the last test I'll still have my B. Hah.

Be not afraid.

My Pope is dying.

I don't attend mass very regularly, but I've always considered myself Catholic and I've always loved my Pope. To be perfectly hosnest I don't know much about him, and I wish I knew more. Everything I've heard about him has been the stuff of heros. Maybe he held, no holds, some conservative views that might be outdated. Maybe the Church needs a little growing. But under him it has grown almost like never beore. Rather than deciding that Vatican II was enough, like an ordinary Pope might have, John Paul II pushed the Church to grow and change even further, driving it all the time. I love him for that.

People die and things change all the time. World leaders come and go. But the sky is always blue on a sunny day, the grass is green when it's healthy, the sun rises in the east, and John Paul II is Pope. It's amazing the things you can overlook, huh? What's the next guy gonna be like? Will I like him? Will he have a sense of humor? How long will we be without a Pope? What if he isn't good enough? What if I'm not proud of him? Now, more than ever before I have to put my trust in the Church. Choosing the Pope is supposed to be this miraculous occourance. It's a good thing that as far as I'm concerned a Cardinal saying, "Well how about this guy" is perfectly within the realm of "miracle."

This is a time in need of prayer. Not just for Catholics, but for everyone. The world is a better place when it's leaders are good at their jobs. For any of you who ever take a moment in prayer, I would like you to pray with me that the changes that will be happening in the Roman Catholic Church will be for the good of the world. Thank you.

PS the title of this entry was apparently JP2's motto. I didn't know that until today.

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The Pope just died. Rest in Peace Karol Józef Wojtyła.