A few years ago that song/talk came out “Sunscreen,” the senior address from a clever writer. I listen to that talk over and over, because there seems to be so much truth in such little words: “When you are old, you will look back and remember how beautiful you were, and exactly how much opportunity lay before you.”

I am tied to no one. I have no girlfriend, much less a wife. I trust that God will lead me to her, so I know I don’t have to sit around a familiar place waiting to bump into her.

I have no idea how my story will end. I am typing from a dark dorm room at the University of Notre Dame. Where will I be next summer? Only God knows.

There are way too many miserable people in this world. Why are so many people charging towards more misery? “I want to live a comfortable life, being able to take nice vacations, have a nice home, and nice cars.” I think I am going to puke.

If you loved what you did, you wouldn’t have to take such extravagant vacations to make up for your misery. If your relationship wasn’t so shallow and selfish, you wouldn’t need a big house to cover the pain.

My job sucks, my relationships suck, this food sucks.
My life is so damn exciting, I can’t deal with it sometime.