I found out today that a girl who was on the same floor as I was last year commited suicide during the weekend. It really hasn't hit me yet. I'm going to go to the thing that they're having on campus for her tomorow. It's strange, it really hasn't hit me yet. I wasn't all that close to her. I feel a little guilty for not getting to know her better, maybe I could've done something... at the same time I was reluctant to get to know her because of how much our values clash and because of her dislike of Mormons, still, she was always nice to me. Her parents were really wealthy, they owned around a third of all the resturants in Salt Lake City. She was really well off, yet, she wasn't happy. She had a bright future since Westminster is a decent school, sure it's not the best, and you constantly hear the newpaprers singing the praises of BYU (although in all the overall college rating materials that I've seen WM is rated higher than BYU and our safety record is better... no rape in the last 5 years at least, BYU can't beat that!) so she could've done a lot with her life, yet she wasn't happy. I guess money really doesn't bring happiness. I still don't feel the right way about all this. On a slightly happier note, here's an interesting image that I found while reseaching pregnancey of all things (don't ask). It's an animated gif showing how one lady 'developed' during her pregnancy from 8 weeks to 40 weeks, she took a picture once a month on the same day of the month. Be warned that her bra is slightly sheer (she is in her underwear...). I justify posting this because it is educational... yeah... that's it... because this could happen to me, and well, it's nice to have an idea what it could look like, feel like, etc. Developement I find it strangely mezmerizing, I am such a bad mormon... or maybe I'm not... gah... I can't decide. ~Amyelk Out