Weathering change with a smile
Tomorrow begins another week of swimming in shit. It feels like it anyway. But then again, so does every monday. I really don't like being here in class. Its just a major drain, day in and day out, 5 days a week since last january of nothing but pure arabic. Since then only one week and a few 4 day weekends. Its just tiring. My soul feels heavy with the pure monotany of it. And you know what. I am a lucky SOB. I am very happily married with the person I have no doubt in my mind is my soul mate. Finances are good. I am a born again Christian, I guess. Its still new, and I still have major problems with a lot of "christians" out there. Life in general is good. Its just class. And since that is where I am susposed to succeed, am told constantly that know matter what I need to succeed, it hurts when I can't. Waa waaa! You get the idea. Oh well, guess I shouldn't have joined if I didn't want to deal with shit. But thats life. And of the rewards and hardship. *looks at my wife* Joy.