English Test

I feel like I'm waiting for my execution. Sitting in the University library a half hour before my first big test. It's an English test. One might think I would be able to handle it, no prob. It's a linguistic and English teaching methods test. I didn't grow up understanding complicated syntax structures and how best to teach someone how to speak English. So I've had to learn as much as my fellow German classmates. It's also my first test at a German University. Not sure what is awaiting me. Everyone says it's going to be fine. I don't know if this is just positive talk or if it's really going to be a piece of cake.

The sun is setting. A beautiful array of colors painted across the death-cold January sky, contributing quite well to my association with execution.

Well, I need to be off. Find my seat and all. I'll write again tonight and let you know how it went. Don't worry. I'm making it much more dramatic than it is.

And, I was thinking about my post from last night. If someone were to read it, who has no interest in God or loyalty to him, it wouldn't make much since. So I would like to respond to this point of view. I'll be posting a more thorough response, the moment I get a chance.