I've neglected to talk to...

Well, as it seems... no one.
It's been months and I am trapped in my own little world. I get distracted and have yet to customize and personalize this blogger. The truth is, I'm bound by my work and have little time to discuss my philosophies and politics on this thing.
So what is new? I leave to see my mom in 6 days. I couldn't be more excited. I miss mom. I miss her so much, the hardest year of my entire life I saw her for 3 days. It sucked but I couldn't take any time off work. But as it turns out, this is going to be a much harder year.
The only thing that separates this year from last is that I am ready for this year. I am a true champ. Securing financial aid was no easy task last week. My father told me to come home and try the army. I told him that I will not give up, If all I can pay for is tuition and book then I will live on the streets and work for food. Nothing is going to stand in my way this time.
As it turns out, I got the money I needed.
Chicago is fun, it is a great city. Every day I find something new to enjoy about it. Tonight was very cold though. The wind dropped it down to the 60s. That's cold where I come from for August.
Hmm, I'm taking Arabic for language arts this semester. That is cool. There are very many arabic people in Chicago. Not in Fayetteville, too many army guys down there. It'd be a bar fight waiting to happen.
I've changed alot since I last posted. Moving does that to a guy. Especially when he moves on his own to a city he knows nothing about with very little money. But I'm good. I miss a few friends. It's hard to find someone I can trust up here. I already have trust issues and trust absolutly no one in my family and very few people back at home. It's not like I don't love them. Just, there's so much history that I find it hard to trust people.
But there is someone I wish I was still friends with. I could use her advice right now. I really could. It has more to do with a paper I'm writing that me moving. But I guess it all comes down to there not being people I trust up here and doing a paper on summer of 06. I hate summer of 06.
-jeff