Wanderer. It's the name of the song I'm currently listening to.

I'm sittin' in the library (again, yeah yeah, i'm so pathetic) studying with my roommate. She's the best, srsly.

It's strange that finals are almost here, and that the semester is almost over, and I'll be leaving soon. As in, for good, God willing.

My car doesn't feel right. It needs to go to the doctor. It's sick.

We had the lamest dorm Christmas party last night. It wasted 2 hours of my life. It was a white elephant gift exchange, and some girl got a raw cow tongue as a gift. The RAs thought it was hilarious, so did most. I thought it was absolutely disgusting and revolting. So did she, because she immediately threw it in the trashcan.

People are weird. In general. Everyone's sense of humor is absolutely skewed. I'm really the only normal one. And you all thought I was insane this whole time. You're probably kicking yourselves now.

I have lots of stuff to do in the midst of finals weekend. That's right. Who wants to take finals on a Friday, Monday, and Tuesday? It's stupid. Don't try and tell me it's not, any sagu or college person for that matter, will tell you it is.

I'm havin a going away party on Friday. A lot of people probably won't show up, but it's okay. The ones that actually care about me will, and that's all that matters really.

Okay, stop procrastinating, Caitlin. Study for your test tomorrow, your finals friday, and read that book you've been putting off.

FYI: Guys are of the devil. Just sayin'. There are no exceptions. I hate them all.
And I'm so never going to get married.
Celibacy it is.

Let's paint the town yellow, red's been overdone.

Me, Victoria, Tony, and Kyle.

I wanted to go ice skating in downtown Waxahachie. It was a cute pseudo-pond outdoors. It was cold. I wore my coat, hat, and scarf. It was picturesque.

But by the time we got going we were too late. It had already closed. Instead, we went to Bethlehem Revisted. It's this cool little play-like thing the Presbyterians put on. It's an outdoor reconstructed Bethlehem city, and about every hour or half hour, Mary and Joseph ride through on their donkey looking for a place to stay, baby Jesus is born, the wise men come, it's real cool; bad acting though. And it's an entire city of people who act like they're in Bethlehem. I was taking a picture of a goat and some kid girl goes, "You have lightening in a box, too?"

I replied, "Yeah, it's this new invention I got down in Jerusalem. They're way more technologically advanced than good ol' Bethlehem. You should go down and see."
What was I supposed to say to that?

Tony almost got put in prison because he hadn't paid his taxes to Caesar. Three camels walk through the city (they were my favorite part). If I can figure out how to put pictures up, I'll show ya.

Then we walked downtown for a while, and we climbed a building. Okay, sure it was four stories of a fire escape and one story of a ladder, but nonetheless by the end of it I was standing on top of a roof of a building in downtown.

Illegal? Not sure.
But it sho was fun.

Afterward we parked in a vacant lot and danced to Christmas music. Well, kind of. Tony was dancing, Victoria and I two-stepped, Kyle taught us the spastic running man. I laughed a lot.

We tried to find some Christmas lights, but they were not to be seen. Instead, we trespassed onto the playground at Cornerstone Christian Preschool (shhh, don't tell) and played on the swings and seesaws. At 11pm sharp we headed to Whataburger for honey butter biscuits. We colored little kid coloring sheets and played some Enrique on the Jukebox.

It was great fun.
Most definitely.

For those of you who don't know, I'm hoping to transfer to University of Houston next semester. I want to, and I pray that God will allow me to.

But last night I was certainly content to be right where I was; with friends who took me out, made me laugh, and created a wonderful, fun night.

Tony grabbed me, picked me up, and twirled me around so hard and fast, I thought I was going to puke. The whole time he said, "Don't leave! I'm gonna miss you!"

I say, "You don't even know me! You won't miss me!"

I think I'm going on a date tomorrow. Well, kinda. Me and Victoria and Michael and Addison. It's a date as in I'm pretty sure they're paying. And that's fine with me.

Okay, okay, so I'm procrastinating studying for my Theology test. I have to now, though, if I want to get into the Honors College at UH. I need a 4.0. Okay, I don't need one, but I want one.

Sigh.
Studying it is.

Two fingers, ladies and gents.
Later days.