Alright, I relented. Follow me for two weeks and you can leave a comment. Abuse this, and I’ll take it off. And for the one person I know who is following me at the time I wrote this, this isn’t about you, it’s for anyone who ends up being annoying later after following me.

They have vending machines for these here. The only thought in my mind is:

“Hot Pockets!” - Jim Gaffigan

Wow, as much as this physics lecture is better than last semester, I can’t believe how boring the review of vectors is. So to prevent me from falling asleep, I’ve decided to start trying to draw comics based on the funny asides that my professor comes up with during the lecture. If I make decent version of them (i.e. my drawing suck less than they do now), I’ll go ahead and scan them and put them up here. We’ll see how that turns out.

In case you’re wondering about the title, go here: http://xkcd.com/about/

Recently, my mind has been battling my ego for giving control of my life to God versus letting my Ego “Edge God Out” (get it, E.G.O.?).

Let me just state this for the record in case I didn’t say anything about this earlier, but I am a baptized, actively practicing Catholic, and so much of what I put on my blog may be related to that. And no, I am not afraid to put that out onto the internet, because as a Catholic, I should not be afraid of anyone knowing.

But back to what I was saying earlier. My own ego has for so long been seeking to control my life, and make sense of absolutely everything, and only recently, after something amazing happened (another story maybe I will tell whoever reads this some other time in another post), my heart finally broke through the void my ego placed over it, and helped my mind realize that I am not anywhere near capable of God can do, and what God knows (which, by the way is everything), and that I need to let go of my desire to control, and let God guide me to become who I was created be.

When it really hit home, was one night, I was having a difficult part of a shift at work, and I while driving to the nearest store to get gloves for my work (I’ll explain some other time), I prayed to God through tears, to just make the pain go away, just so I could finish working. And then I couldn’t feel anything. My heart, emotions, feelings, just disappeared. It felt like my heart was suffocating and that a void was drowning everything that made me, me.

It was then I realized God had not only granted my wish to take the pain away, but to show me that I had been effectively removing Him from my life by allowing the void to surround my heart. All he had to do was show me where I was leading myself, by showing me what it was to completely forget him, and know only the void.

God granted my wish, and every true wish of my heart, and I never realized it ‘till that night. Several wise people once told me, “Be careful what you wish, because God might just grant your wish”.

Oh I wish, I wish, I wish upon a star…

As much as I like not having to carry text books, taking notes from my computer screen just isn’t the same as holding a book

I happen to know of at least one person who might be reading this blog, so if you actually are, I hope you enjoy it.

Today, albeit rather delayed as far as keeping up with when things happening to me, I wanted to mention the walks I take with a friend. I meant to post about this a few days ago, but no use crying over spilled milk. What I wanted to say about these walks though, is that as much as I enjoy them, when I go on them, there is so much I want to talk to my friend about, but I am not sure if I should.

If the friend I’m talking about is actually reading this, I’m sorry about the crypticness. For anyone else who is reading this, that’s part of the reason I am being so cryptic.

However, despite that, I rarely enjoy something as much as I enjoy going for a walk with my friend. I’ve never really had good friends, and I have no friends from before I went to Lifeteen at my parish, my sophmore year of High School. So if you are reading this [friend], Thank You.

I really don’t want to turn this into a rant page, or a depressed journal, but sometimes I’ll post something like this:

So I decide to change the scenery by going somewhere else to do my work to be more efficient. All is well and fine, working through my list of assignments, when this person comes back from wherever they were, and then starts ranting about their day to the other person nearby. I can understand that you don’t like your day, and that there is someone else around that doesn’t mind talking to you, but seriously, can your rant be anymore ignorant?!

I am not going to mention anything specific, but in conjunction with my previous experiences with this person, I don’t know how they expect to garner from the world, what they say they strive so hard for. If I didn’t know better than to try and point out the brick wall they are putting up in front of there own face, about a thousand times a day, I might have just ripped the person a new one for being an absolute ignoramus.

Instead, I’m writing about it here, and praying for the patience to not haul off and punch them. Dear God, thank you for hearing my prayer.

Hello once again people reading this. I am not sure yet why you would read this blog, but that’s beside the point. This blog is here for me to write in, but I don’t quite think I really understand what it is to have a blog yet. Nor, what it is to be relaxed when starting to hang out with someone.

This coming June, I’m planning to go backpacking for 20 days, and so I’m getting ready by getting in shape. The most important thing I am doing is getting up in the morning and hiking a local hill (Tumamoc Hill for those of you familiar with it) with a friend several times a week. And while the hill is not that difficult after having hiked it at least two dozen times before, it’s going with my friend that throws me for a loop.

What I mean, is that they keep up with me just fine, they enjoying hiking the hill in the morning, but sometimes, I can’t get over feeling awkward when I know there is no reason to feel awkward. My best guess is that I’m a habitual over-thinker, and with a few other things, my mind doesn’t settle down easily.

Since I don’t like to dwell too long on something like this (it’s not helping the over-thinking much), I’m going to go back to getting my homework and watching Criminal Minds. Oh, and no, I’m not a regular watcher, it’s just on A&E while I’m doing my homework.

Welcome to an insight to my mind. This in fact my first entry on this blog, so we will see where this takes me, and you; whoever you are who has decided to read my blog. Hopefully, I don’t have a problem with you, but since the internet can be a very anonymous, I may never know who you are anyways, so you probably have nothing to worry about. Probably.

Anyways, moving right along.

In recent news, the SOPA and PIPA bills are currently in Congress, and are facing stiff opposition, which I believe is a good thing. I am not in favor of the “International Law” system that proponents of SOPA and PIPA support.

Just as an aside, I will figure out how to make sure you can’t comment on these, so I don’t have to worry about a random stranger trying to backlash me, since the content part of this is for me, and not really for you who are reading this. That’s why you’re the readers and I’m the writer. Or my friends and family since I do disagree with some of them. However, I don’t like to personally dwell on the darker parts of my life, so that I can move forward and leave the past to itself.

Which leads me to the end of this very first blog post. Anyone who decided to read this, hopefully you don’t hate me, and maybe you’ll even come back sometime. God Bless.