Wonder Bread and Thought Cookies

Sigh.

The week is over.

48 hours of nothing. Maybe something. Who knows?

Three tests this week, one conclusion: I hate Astronomy. No, its not an easy A. Or maybe I am just a dumbass.

Lent begins. No more...yea...till Easter. But I will be running 5 days a week and doing a crap load of pull ups. I couldn't think of anything interesting this year. I blame Astronomy. Maybe I'll go to church more. It makes me uncomfortable sometimes though. I dunno. I really don't want to talk about it either.

Uncomfort.

I am sort of scared right now. Several reasons. I am the Corps. That's one. There is more that goes along with that. Let's just say people know. That scares me. Scandals and secrets. They suck. And some stuff is coming up. I am going to be super busy next year. That sort of scares me. I guess I get scared easily...maybe not. Maybe there is reason...maybe not.

I am running for class Vice President.

I applied for Corps Sergeant Major or B-Company 1st Sergeant.

I applied to be on MEDALS Exec Staff again for next year.

I am a Nichols Rising Leader Conference Delegate.

I will be working with the University President on a scholarship committee. Only five students university-wide got chosen. Yea, I'm kind of a big deal.

I applied for Fish Camp Counselor...I find out Monday if I get it.

I'll still be in the Band, and in the Corps, of course.

And unfortunatley, I will have to take classes, but probably only like 12 hours. I am ahead anyway. Aggie Ring here I come.

I am stressed, but not right now. I am just relieved this week is over. Hopefully this weekend will go well. Party tonight. Houston Livestock Parade tomorrow. Houston partying tomorrow night. Then Sunday.

I just realized this was my first blog of the year. 2007. Two years till 2009. I'll be a senior. 2006 was good. End of fish year, beginning of sophomore year. An awesome summer, being independent and paying for gas in pennies.

Relationships.

None of them worked, and its not a big deal to me. I don't miss any of my ex's. I am happy dating and meeting new people.

I think I am pretty complacent with where I am right now. Things are working out, doors are opening. My grades are okay...I think..I hope. I can't afford to have a bad semester. I don't think it will be. I have faith.

Faith.

Man this is tough. I am sort of lost when it comes to faith. I believe in God, of course. I don't know about the Catholic faith though. I've talked to a few people about this. Most people here are lost too, but don't realize it. I know God wants us to question. God wants us to seek and find, not just assume based on what we were told. I tell people that I have more respect for an atheist who can tell me why they are atheist verses a Christian who can't tell me why they believe. The Christians are the ones I come across though. Most of my friends are this way. Ignorant. Believe what they are told without question. This is a problem with society. Tunnel vision. It sucks.

Sucking.

I suck at sports. Granted, I am a lot more athletic that I was in high school. But I still suck at the following: football, basketball, softball/baseball, etc. I am good at running, doing pushups, pullups, and thats about it. I can probably do more than you. Unless you are Landon Longley. I am runnning a half marathon here in College Station next week. Marathon running is something I enjoy. Okay, I've only done one marathon, but it was a blast, and this one is only a half.

Half.

A number. Point-Five. 50%. Whatever. Number are cool. Sort of, depending on the circumstance.

One week until the Armadillo Dash Half Marathon.

Two Weeks until Spring Break. (Woo Hoo for Florida!!)

Three weeks, the end of spring break and campaigning.

Four Weeks: Big Event and Platoon Competition.

Five Weeks until the Nichols Rising Leader Conference.

Six Weeks until Easter weekend. I will be going home for the first time this semester.

Seven weeks until Parents weekend. Positions for next year will be finalized.

Eight weeks until Aggie Muster.

Nine Weeks until March to the Brazos, and the end of sophomore privi's. Butt '09!!

Then Dead Week and Finals. Thats it. Nine weeks. Crazy, I know.

My sister came down last weekend to Spend the Night with the Corps and visit. We had a lot of fun, and it was good to see her. She loved A&M.

I have pictures in about 30 minutes. My random thoughts are ending. I'll write a real blog later. Or not. :)

Peace.