I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go.

So, last night this post was rather emotional. I got up this morning and decided I had better delete it and start again.

Let's just say last night didn't go all as intended. I e-mailed my advisor, after a lot of miscommunication, basically begging him to send me my registration code before we met. I had never received any e-mails, obviously hadn't seen any signs, until I decided to look up registration and realized it's this Friday for me. While this is definitely as much my fault as it is his, I'm a bit frustrated. He e-mailed me back, rather condescending, and said that he had e-mailed all his advisees and that there had been a sign on his door for quite some time and since I was e-mailing him at this VERY LATE TIME, he could not help me. He is heading out of town and will not be back until Tuesday. What I don't understand, is I met with him the week before spring break to discuss some other things (future career options, etc)... so why didn't he have me make an appointment then? Now I get screwed (pardon the expression) because I didn't receive any of the e-mails he supposedly sent out after our initial meeting? Not cool.

What I intend on doing is e-mailing the professors of the five courses I want and telling them parts of the situation, asking them to consider reserving a spot for me or keeping me in mind if the class fills before I am able to register. I'm not quite sure how I'm going to word it, but I hope it works.

Another thing that happened last night was Clark and I were given the opportunity to go to Haiti. We had scratched the idea because we thought we'd have to pay for it, but the church actually sponsors you and then you pay the church back (only for the airfare) over a period of time. While we were still debating, Mr. Dunn called back and informed us that there was only one slot available. We didn't say anything to him at the moment, but hung up and at first decided that was that. However, after even more discussion, Clark said I should go. He said it might be a bit strange to begin with to be there with his dad and JP, but I deserved something like this; he said he has had plenty of "adventures" and will have plenty more through the Corps, whereas I'm limited as to what comes my way. He said, besides, he has to get in to this next MOS class and "be the man" and make the money. He wants me to worry about school and the future.

With all that being said, I am going to Haiti (as long as that slot doesn't fill before we call this morning) from May 5th-May 12th. I will most likely be helping with medical "stuff," but may also be helping build houses, "if I'm up to it," as Mr. Dunn put it. I'm not entirely sure anyone thinks I'm up for this one. Mr. Dunn kept talking to us both about not being prepared for the devastation that is Haiti, but I just feel it in my bones that this is something God wants me to do.

Keep us in your prayers.

Until next time.

We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.