Things

It's 1:37 in the morning. All day I've been reading ender's game by Orson Scott Card. I'm 229 pages into it. I should have it finished by morning.

Of the things I know in this life, which aren't many, I know this for sure... I want to find someone to Love and to be fully Loved in return.

That's what I comes down to. I often wonder what I should be doing to find that special someone... What I might do to make someone like me... What happens if I find her and I've already screwed up my life so bad that she doesn't want me?

Why do we have a desire to be accepted? Am I a bad man? Am I a good man?

Adam is going to Iraq on October 31st. This reason enough gives me enough pain/emotion to hate my president. To realize that one of my best friends may die, and there is nothing I can do about it. Who is Saddam Hussein to me? What is Iraq? Why are we there?

I started taking piano lessons. Self improvement or masturbation?

That is all-
Tim