I have a huge head ache. It's big-huge. Just came out of no where. Unexpected. It's not really great. You know when you have like a TON of problems and you keep expressing them or telling anyone about it, and you try to keep it all to yourself and just one night. One night it comes rushing into your brain and there's like a stampede going on in your head that it causes it to ache. Well that's what I'm feeling right now. It was so bad, that I sent my father an email. I haven't written to him for like a year and a half, I don't know where he's in or what he's doing with his life. I just asked if he can find me any connections in the poorest country that he may have been recently or wherever he thinks is best for me to go to become a missionary. Either to build a church for the unsaved, build a hospital for the sick, build a food center for the hungry, or build a shelter for the homeless or just all of the above. I want to make a difference, and I just don't feel like it's here in the US right now. I haven't made my mark yet. There' still a lot to be done, and I know my gifts and one of them is to reach out to people who needs assistance. I can do it here, but everything seems to be given to them in a silver platter and Americans just need to do something about it and not be lazy about it. In other countries, they're just born poor and die poor. Every person can do something about their lives in this continent. While others has no choice but to work at the age of four. It breaks my heart. It just does.... and it gives me a head ache just thinking about my own problems.