Whew. Things do not go the way you'd like them to...

Hardly ever. Church was kinda depressing. It was about coping with death...problem is, I haven't had to, so it almost made me cry when I had no reason to. Bleh.

Childcare was a drag, and went on for an hour longer than we were lead to believe.

You know what sucks? Thinking you're right and thinking someone who you respect is wrong. Really, it sucks a whole lot.
Not totally wrong, just kinda wrong.
Maybe wrong isn't even the right word...but misguided would make them sound stupid...which they most definitely aren't. So I guess...not right? Yeah. Not wrong, but not right. Which is really just a way for me to turn a grey, nobody's-right-nobody's-wrong-cause-they're-just-opinions issue into a black and white one. So maybe I shouldn't do that.

But you care about them, right? So you think that they'll hurt themselves even more than they have in the first place, but what the hell can you do? Prove them wrong? Argue? Those both seem very close-minded and not the right way to go about things.

And who knows? I might be wrong. I hope...I hope that it doesn't matter if I'm right or wrong, you know?

I hope things are good without either of us being right or wrong.