Here Ya' Are

"Hope which whispered from Pandora's box only after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is only time. And time pushes at our backs like a centrifuge, forcing us outward and away, until it nudges us into oblivion." (So have hope)

I've decided enough is enough, Dustin. Post already - people have no idea what's going on with you. Well here it is. Since I last posted, Daniel and I spent a day at Kennywood. I love that park. I again lost touch with Shawna. Our attempts at reconstructing our friendship, it seems, is just futile. So I don't know what choice I have but to let go of what was has been the greatest friendship of my life. I had more dental work done. This crap is draining the pocket since I have no medical insurance to speak of. I applied for Survivor but the call-back never came. That depresses me. I now only work three days a week (Fri, Sat, Sun). My job still blows and people still irritate the hell out of me. I just simply do not understand how that place even functions with the people that it has in charge. And the final semester has began.

School this semester seems like it's going to be a lot easier than ever before. The mix of classes that I have seem to mesh together nicely and none of the professors seem like jerks. Actually, most of them seem very nice and understanding. My Music class, I've decided, will probably be my favorite. We learn a bit more on guitar everyday. I'm kind of excited to learn how to play, it's rather quite easy. It's a dance and music class so we've also started ballet, lol. I learned how to play a Russian song on The Spoons. I can see this class being very helpful when it comes time for me to teach my own classes. My chemistry prof seems nice just a bit absent minded and overly excited. My math prof has been wonderful so far. I missed class the other day due to an accident on the highway and she just let me sit in on another class at my convenience to make up for the time and to stay with the group. My geography prof is a bit off and a bit strict but a nice guy. He's from Mozambique or something like that. So his accent is thick. But how appropriate that he teach on developing third world countries =o)~ I'm taking a health and wellness class online. It's my first completely online class. It's a bit confusing and hectic at this point but I'm starting to get a grasp on how to tackle it and to understand how to go about it. I may try to get a few more of these in the spring to cut down the driving time to IUP. We'll see.

Since Hurricane Katrina hit I've been trying to contact some friends in the disaster areas but have been unsuccessful. I did however receive word that Jenn and Jeremy are ok. I'm so glad. I was worried about the two of them. I'm still trying to make sure that my roommate, Daniel, is well. I either can't thru to his phone or it just rings. I also tried calling Casey but he as well is unreachable. I'll keep trying. I do ask that my readers take a moment and reflect on themselves and what they have -- and what they can give and or do to help in the giving and to do so. Thank You. The quote on today's post is for those people who can use some words of comfort. No matter what happens, there's always good waiting to happen next.