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Oh, before I forget, Mia is feeling much better. Thanks everyone who asked about her.

If you had reported some problems with images not coming up (specifically of my cats), that should be fixed now. Please let me know if you still have problems.

One of my friends from school just told me that her sister and her sister's boyfriend were in a serious car accident this afternoon. They both almost lost their lives and are badly injured, though expected to survive. Please add them to your prayer lists. Thanks.

I'm going to be gone for the weekend. My dad and I are helping my sister move back to Syracuse for school. She's doing a Master's program there, which begins in July. So, we moved her out today and we're moving her in tomorrow. Busy weekend.

I can't see myself having much of a success as a married man (no, I'm not getting married--I'm not even dating!). My parents are divorced. My dad remarried and I live with him when I'm home from school. I can't exactly say that my dad and step-mom have the best relationship. It's not the kind of relationship I'd want with my wife, at least. They seem to fight daily, constantly pick at each other, and blow up about silly things. One wonders how he is supposed to learn how to love his wife from such examples.

It's not like I'm meaning to say they're bad parents or something, but I'm a kid, I'm trying to learn here. I look up to them and have a good chance of following their example. I don't want to follow their example. Maybe I just really don't have any idea of what marriage is about or what my parents' relationship is about. The last woman I dated... I cherished her. Yes, we had our disagreements and arguments. But it's nothing like my parents. I don't know. It just hurts me so much to see them fighting. I don't want to be that way....

I don't want to be divorced (yeah, I don't think anyone really goes into a marriage wanting a divorce). It hurt enough when I broke with my girlfriend; it still hurts. I just can't imagine being torn apart from the woman that I vowed to spend the rest of my life with. It just doesn't make sense to me. There are so many ways that I don't want to follow in my dad's footsteps. But there are so many things about him that I really want to have myself and share with others. But I guess that's life....