ugh i thought i was doing so well today. i didn't have to cry to go to sleep last night, i woke up refreshed with only 4 and a half hours of sleep and all day long it went by fine... actually it was kind of entertaining.... pajama day at work, i went for driving practice with john... we had some insightul conversation about driving, rabbits, and his ability to make girls psycho. the only dent in the day was probably steph giving me a hard time for making her pick me up but i don't blame her... like liz says, we were between a rock and a hard place. she was not feeling well but i made her get up this morning and she had a summer meeting to go to. i'm sure she was not happy. i just worked and she left before 8 to go back to bed(and i was a little happy about that).

so all those things aside, i broke down while writing a letter to paul. i also broke down while i was making dinner pretty bad.... i was wondering if i had some how bottled up everything today and it spilled out. my sisters and brother were there to help me through it.... i was so thankful! it might also have been the phone call from BCT (basic combat training aka boot camp) paul had made. he sounded so unsure of himself... i hope he is atleast sure of the decision he made.