Funny how I didn't even end up going to the hospital. First me and Michelle went to this job orientation thing. Then, we went home and ate. By then, its late and we’re tired. I’m still in pain, but I don’t exactly want to go to the hospital and wait forever. So the next day, I wake up and it still hurts, but lesser. I’m hopeful that I can recover without even having to go there. Go to sleep and the next day, its even better. I’m shocked, it had hurted so much and now its ok. So I’m thinking it was just a minor back strain. I guess I’ll be more careful when moving around.

Hey, thanks for your prayers and well wishes. It’s always good to know that there are people around the world wishing you the best and praying. Granted, its only a few people, but hey, I’d rather have a few than none at all. Actually, if I knew a whole lot of people, that’d be creepy. I mean, what if my back strain made the news. I’m sure there would be those that would hope for bad things. You know, celebrities always have a few jerks that wish them ill.

So here I am, tired and bored. I’m also a bit nervous. I got to move some my stuff tomorrow and Romaro isn’t sure he could help me with the truck. *Granted we had agreed that he was suppose to help me on the weekend* So hopefully I figure that out.

In other news, Me and Michelle have been doing awesome. I think the tension is down now that the financial situation is more stable. For the first time, it seems that we will be doing alright. A car isn’t that far down the road for us. I hope that things stay as they are.

In general, I’m happy at the moment. I’m glad there is a church right next to the apartments. *the same one Alex’s roommate is a youth pastor* So that should be interesting. If I don’t like that one, I always could go back to the small Seventh Day Adventist one. I like the SDA one, but the pastor doesn’t have that spark. The church doctrine is the best I’ve found, but its difficult to follow. I dunno, I’ll see what happens. I somehow feel so bad about not attending the SDA one, its what I’d call my hometown church. I mean, went there since I was 8. Did that till I was about 19. I still remember my baptism like it was yesterday.

Hmm, I feel like I’m leave out something else. Yeah, I know what it is now. *took a minute* I think I’m at peace with my doubts about God and Jesus. Being an atheist and agnostic isn’t fulfilling. I mean, it is so cold. The logic makes some sense, but it creates this inner disconnect. I think some people think they can fill the empty void inside with a loving relationship. I know I used kinda think that. I mean, it does for a moment. However, over the long term, I think people who think love is the answer will find that its only part of the puzzle. Well, that’s all. Not sure what else to say. I think I’ll visit your diaries or something. :)