I'm sitting in computers class completely bored out of my skull - I do not feel like programming visual basic right now!

Anyways, a lot has been on my mind as of late...it caused me to write a few emails. Basically, a lot has gone on with me and I want the people who knew me inside and out before to know me just as well now. Last night I started reading Victor Frankl's "Man's Search For Meaning". In fact, the book is with me now. It's a psyc book about how people need to have meaning and purpose in their lives. Frankl is a survivor of the Holocaust - he lost his wife, family - EVERYTHING. He was reduced to a number, starved and forced to do unbearable work. Still, amongst this great repression he found hope and meaning. In small ways, he found that he could make small decisions.

I ran into this book while researching existential psychology for a presentation. I'll post more about existentialism later, for now I'll just post my response to a few existential questions...beware, this assignment got sappy and personal...

*also beware of my grammar etc…this is an unedited stream on consciousness*
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[update 7/04 - I took this off. In hindsight, I do not think that sharing extremely personal thoughts on existentialism and loss of faith are appropriate here. My close friends all know about this post. If you want to know more, give me a shout and I'm sure I'll share. Oh, and for the record, things are different now :) ]
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