I woke up one morning wondering what I could be doing wrong with my life.  It doesn't seem that things could get much worse other than catching cancer or some God awful disease like that. 

However, poverty does have it's up side.  I've lost twenty pounds in a month.  If I was trying to lose the weight, I guess I would be extremely happy.  Right now, all I can hope for is that there is someone out there that is just a shallow as the employers that I've worked for in the past so I can get a job based partially on my looks.

The hair is growing out now and I no longer look like a boy.  I almost want to say that cutting my hair was the beginning of my demise in the corporate world.  Then, add the thirty to forty extra pounds I was carrying around because my job required sitting all day didn't help at all.

So, since I've become aquainted with poverty, the only good thing that's occurred has been losing twenty pounds. 

It's the last day of class and all I can say is...yippee!!

It wasn't hard or real challenging; it's just over.

We've all heard on the news details of the photos taken of prisoners in Iraq by American soldiers.  I've heard so many comments about why the soldiers would do such a thing.  It's been explained as an abuse of power, lack of training and discipline but, I think it's much more simple than that.  You don't really need to be trained to "do the right thing" when one of the main principles the country is grounded on a belief in God and the bible.  Do onto others as you would have them do onto you is not unknown to those people who committed this terrible crime.  I think it is simple the lack of American entertainment that is driving the soldiers to these acts. 

If you turn to any cable t.v. program you will see many programs that contain the same type of content that is either shown, or eluded to during the viewing.   We are a t.v. generation statistically and spend most of our free hours in front of the boob tube or the computer.  The soldiers have been away from the one thing that we take for granted and that's the entertainment we have available 24 hours a day.  These men and women have been separated with an activity that they took for granted and are probably experiencing withdrawls from not having it available at the whim now.  This separation anxioty is increased by the fact that they have been over there longer than originally planned. 

I'm ready for a change.  A change of schools, lifestyle, employment, basically an all around do over.  I've been waiting for others to solve the problems I don't want to deal with any longer.  I'm tired and I need a rest.  I need a change.

One of the hardest things I have to deal with while attending university is the constant challenging of my faith.  Something like the debate between creation and evolution, my semester starts by challenging my trust in man-kind.  Each invention, convention, ideology, theory and idiom exposes me to the power systems that place men in a authoritative role that facilitates their subjecting women, children and the weak to their whim.  It's evident in the Bible, politics, governments, business, everywhere I look or read.  Then, the question of linguistics and social constructions purpose gets skewed with the feminist theories of the post human rights and equalities which, definitly do not mirror the Utopia promised by 'Heaven on Earth'.  Finally, I get grounded when it all proves itself out in the end toward a purpose that I'm still trying to uncover.  By the end of the term, my God still reigns supreme and his Word is proven out.  Yet, the whole purpose of the story still evades me.  I look forward to reaching the end.