what a crazy day! it involved some crying (which i REALLY hate to admit)... but good things happened, and that makes me happy. i'm still frustrated and confused... but things seem to be going in the right direction. maybe it's because of that "good ol' irish hug" from niall.

an article on the new york times website gave me a little perspective tonight. the title of the article is, "Up to 12 Marines Die in Iraqi Raid on Base". what right do i have to complain about how my life is going right now? there are people fighting and dying for the freedom and peace of people they don't even know. how can i see that kind of suffering (especially after being so closely related to it at one time) and complain about my trivial discomforts? God, bring your peace...