When we were in middle school, all the sixth graders had to take this class called Changes. It was basically a class on the changes that happen during adolescence (physically, emotionally, mentally). Actually, I don’t remember too much about what we were taught in the class. I just remember having to take it. I guess the idea was that this class would help 11- and 12-year-olds make the proper adjustments as their bodies, minds, and surroundings change.

Alinna and I have decided that there is an overwhelming need for something to that effect for post-undergraduate, quarter-life crisis, lost generation-ers. (not like we really know anything.) There is a need, however. How come no one ever told us that post-college life would be this weird warped place? It’s not like those who have gone before us didn’t experience it themselves! We need to pass on the wisdom of generations. Learning about financial responsibility and independence, new social environments, workplace behavior, identifying this overwhelming need to belong, and the social awkwardness (I won’t even try to fix that sentence.) Once we have our Ph.D.’s and become hip forty something professors, we’ll write a book called Changes: Round Two. And we’ll teach a de-Cal class. That would be awesome.

On an unrelated note, I really would like to get Mandy’s new CD, Coverage. Hmm, I think I will go pick it up tonight. I’ve heard very good things about it.

God has truly been my Sustainer, my Fortress, and my Rock. Things at work were pretty bad for a couple days. And it was really hard to do the right thing. But, I knew I had to do it. And it sucked, but I was kept safe, I was strengthened. My faith is so small; I become this timid little thing in the face of the big storm. But Jesus is the Big one.