No time

No update tonight,

Grandpa just went to the hospital.  He has coded twice.

For the moment, I am needed else where so my update will be later on

In so long...

Has it really been so long since I have been around here?  Well well well, I have surely fallen far behind in my duties.

Since I do not have the time now, I'll tell of the big things that have befallen me tomarrow, should time allow.  Much has heppened since I last posted (OMG?  In 2005?)  I haven't been around in a while, have I?  Well, I will give the full update, as much as I can remember soon. 

As for the moment, I must go to bed.  You see I am assigned to clean my grandparents house tomarrow before their will lawyer arrives.  My grandfather is dying of ALS and it must be done tomarrow.  I have an early day so later.

Yes, Bug Guy.  When I got up to Winthrop and found myself in Biology 304, I found that I had some pretty nice Entomology equipment issued to me.  Bug nets, boxes, jars, vials, the whole works.  Biology 304 is insect field studies and a great honor to be, especially as a freshman.  Soon a had created a beautiful collection and a reputation around campus as the Bug Guy.  The nickname was given to me by my neighbor and friend Ruby, yeah, that is his name.  The nickname stuck.  Now I'm the Bug Guy.

And just for your information, I aced that class and made the highest grades in the whole class with my collection and richer mount.

In early September I asked myself a question that I wasn't able to answer.  "Who am I, and further, what am I?"  It was there that a journey began that took me to the deepest recesses of my mind.  A journey which took me from old friends, one that kept me in deep thought, even while making futile attempts to sleep.  I lost hope of learning who I was, am.  But then I looked and there I was.  I am who I am because I make myself to be what I am.  I concluded that I had become cold, unbending, lacking in humor, vengeful, heartless, cruel, hateful, an SOB, and far worse than mean to those I cared for.  This realization sickened me to my core.  I worked on myself for along time trying to reverse what ever horrible process had taken place.  I sufffered hardship after hardship by myself and found that I was being "tempered" into what I wanted to be, kind.  After months of searching and re-making, I have come out a different person that I ever was in my entire life.  I am what I believe I was meant to be all along.  Strong, intellegent, and most important of all, kind and caring.  I am trully sorry to those I hurt.  I cannot take back my actions even though I'd trade every blessing I have to do so.  But now it all is the past, my 'dark' past if you will.  I apologize for the hurt.  I apologize for dissapearing.  But now I have returned, seeking those I once called friend.

For the next three to four semesters, I will attend Winthrop University.

After that I will attend Case Western for eight semesters (4 yrs)

After that I will attend York University for another eight semesters.

And to top it off, one of my good friends is following me and shall mirror my majors exactly.