Tis confusing times indeed, young readers. To be frank, I've been struggling lately with a particularly painful lack of faith. I remember how greatly I had been blessed with faith in the past and it leads me to wonder, without good reason, I am sure, what have I done to deserve this? Waxing poetic, how can I brave the darkest night when I have seen the glory of the sun? I know that these roller coasters are existent in every walk of faith, but this time I wonder if my own will begin to climb again. And I'm very concerned about making the right kinds of friends in college. In high school I was blessed with a particularly spiritual group of friends that supported me and allowed me to be comfortable. And now that I have begun to timidly explore the reaches of college life, I fear for my own spiritual wellbeing. I find that now, more than ever in my life, my exceedingly fluid gift with speech has completely left me and my faculties for remembering has all but deserted me. When I was asked a completely graceless question about my Christianity, it took me several long, silent moments followed by several attempts at an answer before I could respond appropriately and sincerely. Now perhaps that is appropriate, as it did not occur to me until now that perhaps a quick prayer would have solved that problem. But more on my shortcomings and updates on work later. I have Katherine's sweetie's birthday party to attend.