Despite the drama that's been going on in the past 3 weeks (i.e. Hurricane Katrina, being bit by a dog, and then the car accident yesterday) things are FINALLY starting to look better...way better. The job interview went beautifully, and the lady who did the interview said in more or less words I had the job. She asked me what I really wanted to do, because she said with my experience, and the fact that I applied for full-time, she can train me as a manager. Now there is a pro and a con to this. She could train me a manager, I'd finally get the management experience, and when we MOVE BACK, I can re-locate to one of the Foot Lockers in New Orleans. The benefits were nice, and the set salary was even nicer. However, because of the hectic hours, and because of the devastation in the southern areas, I would not be able to go to school. I only have a year and half left...I'm most likely just going to work part-time and find another job...that is until school starts. I haven't decided where I'm going to go next semester, but I need to start looking.

My dad is suppose to be going to New Orleans in a week or two. He's going to try and help out the hospitals out there, but I'm hoping he could stop by my house and see the extent of the damage. After the flood gates opened near Downman, we received a maximum of 9.5 feet of water, that's what the manager of Chimney Wood said anyway. So our first floor is gone, but I just want to know if our top floor is ok. I talked to Rayanne the other day, not only did water cover the roof of her house, but someone stole anything and everything worth stealing. I felt so bad for her...even as she told me she has literally nothing to go back to but a mud soaked home, I just couldn't help feeling so much doubt.