Things have started to pick up lately. Dave has survived the surgery- they performed the lung surgery but the stomach surgery has to wait. He's sore, but alive and kicking. We've been talking about video games mostly, but since he has little to do right now it's a comfort he can use.

Work has once again decided to switch shifts around on me again. The good news is that there's a perfect shift available to me, one that fits my school schedule perfectly. However, the chance of me getting it is somewhat slim. I'm roughly in the middle of the pack in the ranking(which decides who gets what shift) so it's a long shot.

I spoke with my academic advisor and I managed to sign up for the classes I needed. I also learned that I only need three more history classes and I can be dual-certified in Chemistry and History! How cool is that? I think that's very cool indeed.

I'd like to bring up something I don't talk about much- my love life. Let's face it, it's non-existent. I've been really interested in a girl for a while and recently I let her know that I was in love with her. Suffice it to say she said she had no physical interest in me. This played in my mind for quite a while- I beat myself up over it, wondered what I could do. I was even depressed for a couple weeks and it was rough going. I realized however that this girl is a lost cause. If I don't have at least some interest from her, then I don't have anything at all. I feel real jaded now about some of the love-doctors advice, and especially Hollywood movies. They're all bologna. You can't make a girl fall in love with you. If she's not interested right away, then it's not worth the effort. As soon as I made this realization, I found I was over the rejection, and ready to move on. This is not to say I've given up- not at all. Rather, I plan on shifting my focus, and I hope it works for me. Nothing else has.