Eleven Years Later

It's been eleven years since I've sat in the Dean's office at my old high school. But today there I was sitting in front of the new Dean. I graduated in 1998. But during my final year I made a promise to our old Dean. I promised her I would come back in five to ten years and let them know what I was doing.
You know it was still really strange to be in that office, immediately I felt like a twelve year old being punished for a years worth of tardiness. When I entered the school I had to buzz in to speak with the secretary through some kind of bullet proof glass, not something we had in my day. I asked to see the Dean who was in a meeting. I waited on a few minuets by talking to one of my old teachers. It was then that a most beautiful woman came in and I was introduced to the our new Dean. I believe that this was a part of why it was difficult for me. but only a portion. I mean walking into anyone's office for the first time basically unannounced to tell them your past 11 year story would be kinda weird. But this I hadn't planned on.
So, how did it go, well I guess. I only apologized a few times for how strange this must be for her. Even she said in a most natural way it would be great if someone I knew was there for me to share all this with. And really the whole meeting went like this. I could tell she belonged there. I mean she was so relaxed in her office her environment, and I was just out of place. I felt the more and more we spoke the more this was obvious. Then at the last moments of our conversation I relised that this is not what I came her for, it wasent as I had dreamed it would be. It was turnning out to just be a semi awkward moment. I was supposed to be encouraging. I was supposed to tell her my rags to riches story and leave her knowing any punk could be changed for the better if they just had a chance. Well I don't want to let you down, I mean few people will probably ever read this. probably only thouse close to me, and of them still few. But I did leave her with that. I did tell her about Christ, and my new life in Him, I told her about Moldova and my work and dreams there. Its just that I dident ever see it panning out like this.

Commisions and a better knee!

Naproxen Sodium 220mg.
AKA: Non steroidal anti-inflammatory drug.
In short, Aleve.

I have been with out Aleve for about two weeks now. Ive seen a great rise in painful symptoms such as sore neck, aching knees and the common but deadly pains linked to arthritis. Today I purchased 200 little caplets for the best price at one of those Sam stores. Thank God for Sam! And while I'm at it, for Naproxen Sodium and non name brand drugs. To think that being able to find out what the real ingredient's name is would be a skill worth having. Our culture is so filled with name brands that many of us don't know the real name for Styrofoam. The real name for this "Styrofoam" is Extruded Polystyrene Foam. Now that is a mouth full probably not worth memorizing.

Note two. Tonight or rather this morning Commissions for the month of December will post. We are all excited and no matter how tired any of us are, we will not be sleeping for a few more hours. last month I received a fair share. This months goal is to quadruple that.

Here is to Ultra International!

cheers