Waiting for things to happen. Waiting for words from everywhere. Waiting for my brother and Sammy to come home for Spring Semester. I get too lonely in this big house alone. Grocery shopping for one is depressing.

I'm about to start a new semester and meet a new group of kids. It's unfortunate that my class is only a semester long. I could really get into some good stuff if I had longer. I got to teach them social responsibility through sexuality education, and that's really the #1 most important message I could translate to them. I wish I could teach every sophomore in that school about healthy reproductive decisions. Alas, there are no funds and this state still isn't crazy about comprehensive sexuality education. It's dangerous not to get this information to teenagers. And quite frankly, I get really fired up about it.

I have a lot more waiting to do, as peers do adult things like marry and buy houses and have children (not necessarily in that order). They do their thing, and I enjoy being glad to take things slower. I've got a plan, made an investment, and I feel good about it. I just have to wait a little longer.

New brown hair (to appear older) and grill alignment progress. 8 months left! (Allegedly.)