Dear Managment

A sweet smell of misty air wafts through the air as the sun begins its climb up and over the globe-like sky... I open my senses and test the air with a short breath. ICY, and BRITTLE! I dive beneath the covers and breath the warm musty air... Its comfort, a soft touch in the still of the morning before a new beginning. What type of beginning? Is it a return to a life, wrought with challenges and bureaucracy? One filled with last minute prep, skipping on homework, and finding all the answers in other people. If this be the case, I question where HAS all the self-sufficiancy gone?

...Or will this life be one of peaceful learning; where discussions on materials and processes are debated like civilized scholars... Where one prepares questions before class, and then schedules every deadline to a micrometer.

That is were I stand now. (Or sit if you must be literal!)

Home alone, the first night of classes... Trying to put together a resonable schedule of homework duedates... Tap Tap Tap)

As my fingers grow weary from typeing note after note into the ïPhone", I think back on what it must have been like before this machine, "this modern work of genius."

It is not pity I think back with at my father and my fathers father... but jealousy! For in place of building time managment skills, I am given NO excuse to be late!

"They are coming, drums...

Drums in the deep, They are coming...

So let us hope iCal and OneNote keep them at bay!"

Oh, my! There I go again, on one of my tangents! I must have dual personalities... That can't be good!

In conclusion, (though there is no good way to end this blog)

Let us pray the nearly, 7 Billion humans on earth will one day have to tools and reasorces to educate many, many more! Its is with deepest desire that I cast a call out to those in need that belief is one peice of lifes joys.

Faith has to do with things that are not seen, and hope with things that are not in hand.
Saint Thomas Acquinas