One day, I've given up on Francis...and the next day, Francis offered to give a response...later. O Lord, You are a joker, aren't You? I don't know, I was just being very cold to him, and my heart pains even more about how I've treated him. And I hate his excuse of being so busy...it would have been better if he simply said that he just didn't care...at least this sounds closer to the truth.

Sigh...what is it with this rollercoaster of emotions just in one day? How can I be so joyful in the morning and so depressed in the evening? I'm feeling so bad right now that I even started to think about cancelling the Montreal trip...what exactly am I doing here?

I'm grateful to God for...

• continuing to teach me and pull me back despite me being such a hypocrite;
• helping me solve an exercise for the matroid class;
• protecting me from falling into sexual temptations today;
• providing enough financially so that I don't have to worry about it; and
• giving me the ability to have enough sleep each day.