Hey Guys, I've been feeling bad latley because I've been pretty negligent of some people that deserve my attention.  It's easy to get wrapped up in life's craziness but that still is no excuse.  So I'm just asking for you to hold on a little while longer and I'll be back again.

I don't have time to post what's been going on with my job and MCAT class at this moment but I wanted to quickly share something that happened the other day.  When I was a little kid my parents gave me a BB Gun.  I loved that thing cause a lot of my friends had them too and we would all go out and shoot stuff together.  One day I tried to load the thing with some squirrel pellets I had and I jammed them in the barrel.  I was so upset that I had broken my gun and so it stayed in its box on a shelf in the garage for years.  That broken gun was always hanging over my head for some reason.  I don't know why but it was just another bad memory from my childhood that stuck with me always.  Then, the other day it just came over me to get that thing out and see what I could do.  I don't know where the idea or inspiration came from but I just went to the garage, took out the gun, took it apart, fixed the problem, and put it back together.  It was so easy!  And now it's completely operational again.  I can't describe the feeling of joy I had when I heard the air shoot through the barrel once again, like it had so many times when I was a kid.  I think that a sort of peace came over me and I finally had some closure.  This probably sounds silly to most of you but it was a very big deal for me and I thought it was something I should share.