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Today, I am wondering what to write. My brain is dead from all the classes this week. I have about two secret crushes, one here and one at MSU. I also wonder what will happen at Arkansas State this weekend, will we improve to 2-1 or will the Fedora Era come to a screeching halt. I sure hope not. Oh, well my dear readers, I hope we can survive this weekend. Anyway, that is in the back of our minds as hurricane Ike is churrning across the Gulf of Mexico. It may hit Texas but who in Mississippi cares. This week, we remembered 9/11 and what happened all those years ago. We hope that it will never happen again. I remember what I was doing on that faithful day when history was made. Does anybody else? I sure hope so. This day shall live in infamy. Sound familiar? It was spoken by President Franklin D. Roosevelt the day after Pearl Harbor was attacked by the Japanese. 9/11 is one day that we as Americans should not forget but we often do forget. This day was the most violent day in the world. The world has never nor will ever see such dispicable acts of terror again. The USA is hunting down the terrorist who attacked us and are making them pay in a way that most Americans don't want us to. Most American want us out of Iraq and Afganistan. It is a price to pay, even for the young ROTC cadets who I go to class with. Cadet Julie Angle and Cadet Candice Stuart, they probably don't want to go to Iraq or Afganistan but they will if they are called up to because it is an honor and a duty to serve in the military. I wish I could. I probably couldn't pass my physical due to asthma. Oh, well. Anyway, we all should remember the day which will live on in our lives. I just hope we as Americans will remember for years to come. And to say my good-bys because i have a big test to study for in Admistration of Justice. It may be an easy test but it may not, I have to study to find out. Oh, well. I have to go and study and watch TV afterwords. So until next time, TTFN. Ta Ta For Now.

Life, it's murder

Well, here I am, sitting in my room, with nothing to do but watch TV, read my textbooks, and take care of micellaneous items. All this weekend, I have nothing to do but sit around, look out my window, and wonder how the football games went. Last week, my alma mater high school won against out town rivals 40-7. I wonder what will happen this week? Also, I wonder how will USM do against Auburn? Anyway, so I will probably go home to my 2 younger brother. Oh, the joy. I will probably have to do yard work if I go home. So, anyway, my roommate says he will go home to his family and probably help clean up after Gustov. So, this weekend, I have a lot of reading to do, and I don't know if I can read all of that in the amount of time I have. So anyway, TV has nothing good on right now, so as I write this, I am bored out of my mind. My teachers are all out to get us. My History 201 class had a quiz today, and I am sure I failed it. It was hard to learn all the stuff, from the year 1300-1698. Who the English settlers were, who was the govenor of Virginia, and other stuff like that. In my University class, I was finaly able to get the book for the class. Now, some of the stuff will make sense. Anyway, I have to go and get some food now, so TTFN, Ta Ta For Now.

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Dear Readers, Here I am, sitting in my room with nothing to do. Nothing to do excep worry about the hurricane. Hurricane Gustov could get worse than Hurricane Katrina they say. My roommate is from Slidell, so it would affect him greatly, unlike me, as i am from Clinton, MS, so it would not affect me that much. When Katrina hit, I had a house in Philadelphia, MS. The house was surrounded by 3 oak trees, so the yard was a mess. Later in the year, I volunteered to go to Biloxi,MS. While in Biloxi, it opened my eyes as to what happened. We worked for a week cleaning up a church and some of its congregation's houses. One person had a football that was signed by Bret Farve, but it was washed away by Katrina. We even saw a house that was demolished and the house next to it was still standing. It was surreal and just jaw dropping. When we finished cleaning that house, it was just a stone slab with a chimminy. We even had to shovel in the dirt because the flooding had pushed debris down in the dirt. We even found an old, washed out 8-track. So anyway, that is my life story at the time of Katrina, and I know that I got off track. So in closing, I just want to say that I hope and pray that either this storm goes around us or that the storm weakens. Well, now it is time to go, and get something to eat. TTFN. Ta Ta For Now.