.....and, I'm back, again. I do apologize for the gap between posts - vacation kinda got in the way. It's hard to type when your flying down a roller coaster or in a dark ride. Vegas was fun. I didn't win anything, but I didn't really go to win. It was really just a side tour before the main attraction. And let me tell you, Disneyland was amazing. I think it is one of my favorite places. Ever. There's just something about it that makes you happier, not matter what might be going on. God even hit me with some stuff while relaxing in the ginormous lounge area of our hotel, but, I'll post more on that next time. After not having been in like 8 years, it felt good to see all the shows, ride my favorite rides, enjoy the new things, eat churros, and see Alice. I miss it already and would go back in a heartbeat. Then, like a week after I got home, I got to go to Sea World and lake party. This month has seriously owned all other months thus far in 2006. This past week was not only fun, but I learned alot about various sexual positions and tilting, turning, lashing, and smiling. Girls have so much life knowledge, it's amazing. And, if you thought learning or hanging out with my favorite people ever was fun, wait until I tell you about Guitar Hero. Holy crap. I can't even think of words to describe the fun of Guitar Hero. Let's just say, if I had a job, I would tempted to quit an start a Guitar Hero band. ...ok, maybe not. But, it is awesome.
This weekend, though amazingly fun, made me somewhat sad. It was kind of a reminder of how things are changing for me. And I know change is ultmately good and I know I have to move on, but my heart is still in that place and with those people. I still have such a connection to everything in College Station. It's my only connection really. And it's hard sometimes to be hit with that reality of I'm really not going to be there in the same way ever again. I totally don't want to sound selfish or self-righteous or seem like I'm fishing for sympathy/compliments but I hope that at least one person genuinely misses me. I know everyone can say, "I miss you," but to have left enough of an impression/impact on people for someone to truly feel missed when they're gone would be amazing. I guess that's what alot of people strive for - that meaning to others. Now, I don't mean this all-encompassing everyone love me, look at me, bow down before me prideful attitude. But just to know that you really meant something to someone during that time. Maybe when things actually start next semester and people know when someone isn't sitting in their front pew spot, or playing guitar for worship, or watching Lost on the couch I will feel missed. And I know that it is not my purpose in life to make people miss me, but I think it would feel nice if someone really does.

I'm sorry for this whiny post...things always sound better in my head.
I promise something with more substance or depth next time.