So as most of you have probably heard, our beloved Heath Ledger passed away on Tuesday.
I actually was pretty upset by the news. Not exactly sure why.
I never personally knew him, only saw what an out-standing actor he was in every project he took on.
He had a bright future ahead of him in Hollywood.
I suppose I was upset because he was only a few years older than me, and already at the age of 28, he had his life end so abruptly. So much laid ahead, So many roles that were being written distinctively for him will never be able to be portrayed. :(
Definitely really sad. *sigh* Heath, you will be really missed!

So It is 3:10AM. I can't sleep yet again!!(Day 2) I have no idea what's wrong with me, but I haven't been able to sleep the past two nights. Life has been completely hectic. Work has been good, except for a bunch of people quitting like the day after Christmas, so we've been trying to fill their shifts. BLAH. Besides work, nothing much is going on. Classes start again a week from today. I bought my books yesterday, a lovely 375 dollars, yay, how exciting!*she says sarcastically* Ugh I want to be able to SLEEEEEEEEEEEP

I wish I would have known then what I know now.
I wish that we hadn't been so blind to the world around us.
Can we ever truly move on from those events? Will we ever be able to pull out of Iraq without completely devasting those people and letting the Taliban\Al-Quaida run rampant and continue with their terrorist ways. WILL THIS EVER END?!

So I've had a pretty sucky week. I thought I had food poisoning on Wednesday after eating some pretty bad hy-vee chinese. I stayed home on Friday, thought I was better, and went to work for 7 hours. Well, woke up Saturday feeling 10 times worse and went to work. Only to almost pass out and got sent home. Laura took me to the ER where they diagnosed me with really bad flu. I'm not to get up off the couch until Tuesday. The only good thing that came out of this was that I've got to watch basically all of season 2 of Grey's Anatomy. Now I have to wait until thursday-ish to get my netflixs of Season 3...grr. ARGH

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15 August 2007....15 August 1998. It seems quite weird that upon the ninth anniversary of the Omagh bombings I feel the most affected. I would have thought that it would have been several years earlier when we first got to know the OCYC But it hasnt. Maybe it's because this year has been one of the toughes "soul-searching" years to figure out what's really important to me and what I really want out of life. I think its just the world in general. I have become insensitive to the many deaths, bombs, and atrocities going on in the world, especially Iraq. Partially because, it seems wasteful on me. What's the point of fighting a war that will probably never end. If you conquer Iraq back to democracy and a "proper religion" it will only be time before another Muslim-oriented region will wage a holy war on those who are not Muslim. I don't know, it seems weird because the Omagh bombings actually affected my life and family. I am beyond proud of being Irish and my Irish heritage. I would rather shout from the rooftops that I am Irish and Irish royalty at that before I would let anyone know that I was also German, and that several of my relatives were not only part of the war for the German side during WWII, but also in the SS, which can only mean one thing. I find it sad that after nine years, we as Irishmen, whether still in Ireland, or only Irish by blood, cannot still accept the Northerners and the Southerners and the Protestants and the Catholics for who they are. I once thought that perhaps the IRA had the right idea to use force to get the English out, but when it comes down to it, there are people's lives you are messing with. I could never comprehend why anyone would ever risk that to prove a point to the crown. I am well aware that Colonialism is dead, but it doesnt make sense why people would risk the lives of 'civilians' to make a point. It has never worked in the past, it just gets your name in the paper and a life sentence that you can never get back. Ugggh. I'm sorry if this was severely not understandable. I just needed to get some ranting out after watching a documentary on the IRA last night. UGH.


"Across the bridge of harmony I hear the pipes of peace...a sad refrain that seems to call for argument to cease..."

Becoming Jane was just...beautiful. Simply beautiful, there's no other words. *sigh* I am very content right now =)

So my Mom came out to visit me today. She was supposed to come out yesterday, but after some incredibly painful dental procedure, she opted to get up early today to drive,which was a pretty decent idea. I havent had this much fun with her in ages. It's like it was just me and her, and no one else, which was fantastic. Perhaps we needed a little one-on-one time. I mean, I didnt even care that we went shopping. Sure it was fun to get a couple of shirts and a lobster oven mit, but it was more spending time with her and helping her pick out stuff for her house in North Carolina. We went to see HARRY POTTER, too. I saw it on Wednesday, at 1201, but i went again. It was good, but definitely one of those um okay, buhbye, where the next one kinda movies. Spending time with mom was fantastic and made me realize how, even through the excessive craziness thats been going on the last few months, i still love her and miss her.

P.S. ONE NIGHT IN BANGKOK was totally on the radio when Mom and I went to the grocery store after the movie!!

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why the hell are roomates so freaking complicated?! ANDDDDDDD I'm not talking about Laura Jo...

i feel like the worst daughter EVER...Mom's big premier of her new piece was today(at church) and I, like the moron I am, ovverslept...GRRRR

I feel awful!

4 days before the 8th anniversary of Columbine someone had to go shoot and kill 31 people. It hit close to home back in 1999, but now that its a college...its even more freaky. Why do people do this kind of shit!?