no one hears me sing this song.
This is about all of you.
This is about none of you.
I'm sorry I'm not what you are looking for.
But I didn't expect you to disappear like that picture from Back to the Future.
Dear Jesus,
I keep trying to come back to You. But when stunts are pulled like what just happened, it gets harder for me to do so. It gets harder for me to do a lot of things. Maybe we should have a one-on-one soon. How about in my dreams? Hopefully, You can tell me what You want. I think You already know what I want.
Love,
Dustin
P.S. Who is this Beth girl?
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
There's No Place Like Home
I've been meaning to update for a while, so I'll talk about going home for Easter. After sleeping for about 3 hours, I woke up on Friday, gathered up all my stuff and managed to catch the 12pm train from Penn Station to Harrisburg, PA. Since the train took me down to Philly and then up to Harrisburg, next time I'll just take my beloved Chinatown bus to Philly. It'll be a lot cheaper.
On my train ride down, I took a seat next to a large bag and a coat. I wondered who they belong to? After a few stops on the train, no one came to claim them, so I wondered what happened to their own. While at the Trenton stop, this young girl got on the train and was very frantic, having just barely made the train with her enormous suitcase. I helped her lift it on to a cart. After a couple minutes, she came back, not being able to find a seat, and asked if anyone was sitting next to me. Well, those of you who know me will probably not be surprised as i quickly grabbed the belongings in the seat next to me, threw them up top, and said "no, this seat is open". ha. she was pretty young. A freshman in college.
(the woman who owed the stuff came back towards the end of the trip and picked it up. Where had she been and why did she leave her stuff there?)
I got off the train and soon my Dad picked me and we headed home. Later that night, me and Mom got new LG VU phones, which is kinda exactly like an iphone except it costs a lot less. While we were at the Frackville Mall, I saw several security guards. This was pretty weird, because I have never seen a security guard there before. And more importantly, how is this mall even still open? a lot of the stores are vacated. Which makes the security guards even more weird.
Saturday night, Phil and I went to Maggie's house where we played Lego Indiana Jones. Chris and Sydney joined us and we all had a good time.
Sunday was Easter, and my sister managed to find 2 hours to stop in for dinner and then leave immediately to go back to school. Later in the day, I went with my parents to Williams Valley to the cemetery. We saw Maggie's parents there. My dad went to high school with Maggie's dad and they have the exact same birthday. I saw where (I think) 3 of my great-great grandparents are buried. I also learned my maternal grandmother was named after her maternal grandmother, so I learned a lot about my great-great grandparents this weekend.
So for those of you playing at home, the linage goes: Dustin Kaster-Edward Kaster-Edward Kaster-John Kaster-Jacob Kaster (I saw his tombstone). Is he the one who came over from Germany?
On my train ride down, I took a seat next to a large bag and a coat. I wondered who they belong to? After a few stops on the train, no one came to claim them, so I wondered what happened to their own. While at the Trenton stop, this young girl got on the train and was very frantic, having just barely made the train with her enormous suitcase. I helped her lift it on to a cart. After a couple minutes, she came back, not being able to find a seat, and asked if anyone was sitting next to me. Well, those of you who know me will probably not be surprised as i quickly grabbed the belongings in the seat next to me, threw them up top, and said "no, this seat is open". ha. she was pretty young. A freshman in college.
(the woman who owed the stuff came back towards the end of the trip and picked it up. Where had she been and why did she leave her stuff there?)
I got off the train and soon my Dad picked me and we headed home. Later that night, me and Mom got new LG VU phones, which is kinda exactly like an iphone except it costs a lot less. While we were at the Frackville Mall, I saw several security guards. This was pretty weird, because I have never seen a security guard there before. And more importantly, how is this mall even still open? a lot of the stores are vacated. Which makes the security guards even more weird.
Saturday night, Phil and I went to Maggie's house where we played Lego Indiana Jones. Chris and Sydney joined us and we all had a good time.
Sunday was Easter, and my sister managed to find 2 hours to stop in for dinner and then leave immediately to go back to school. Later in the day, I went with my parents to Williams Valley to the cemetery. We saw Maggie's parents there. My dad went to high school with Maggie's dad and they have the exact same birthday. I saw where (I think) 3 of my great-great grandparents are buried. I also learned my maternal grandmother was named after her maternal grandmother, so I learned a lot about my great-great grandparents this weekend.
So for those of you playing at home, the linage goes: Dustin Kaster-Edward Kaster-Edward Kaster-John Kaster-Jacob Kaster (I saw his tombstone). Is he the one who came over from Germany?
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