I can't believe a whole month has passed. It felt like yesterday that I walked through the huge black gate of the seminary. Even though the time seemed like it just flew by us there are notable changes that had occured both outwardly and on the inside. I feel as if I have grown in maturity.
It was Friday evening I was on my bed going through my notes on Philosophy when Jonathan walked in or rather badged into the room. The forceful way he entered caused my heart to leap up to my throat. He has this bad habit of banging the door open with force and it irritates me a lot when he scares me with it.
I turned to glare at him. He gave me a sheepish smile. " Sorry, " he apologized falling ass down to his bed. " What are you doing? "
" Studying. You should try that sometime."
I am always nagg
