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So, it is el cinco de mayo — the fifth of May, and in my family, that's celebrated with greater enthuiasm than the forth of July. However, not being in Denver, it's kind of pointless to celebrate it here where there's not a local cultural celebration. However, we all went to Fayetteville to celebrate a friend's birthday. It was also convienent to all be in the same place together one last time before we all went our separate ways for the summer. Unlike last year, I'm actually not really looking forward to leaving JBU. I would blame that on the fact that I actually have more than two friends down here to hang out with. If my Colorado crew is reading this, don't get me wrong: I still love you. Anyway, I'll have to fight boredom tomorrow as they are kicking us out of our dorms tomorrow at noon, and I really have no place to go until the evening. I have to ask myself what I could possibly do in the afternoon to kill time in a small town like Siloam Springs, Arkansas where Jesus is Lord!