Things that make me sad.

Last week was a sad week. Some things were justifiably sad, some were just random.
On the bus, three drunken youth harassing these indian guys for no other reason than they were indian, and feeling helpless to stop it.
At the mall, I saw a picture of tiger cubs, I used to have one just like it hanging in my house, I don't have it any more and it reminds me of all that I gave up, my brother gave it to me for Christmas.
Dropping off my resume to a mall coffee shop, made me cry. I don't want to work at the mall or at a coffee shop at the mall. I felt like a failure, and they didn't even give me a call back.
Deciding between a job I love and a job with better hours, making the hard decision then having the chosen option fall through.
Finding out that I am not pregnant.
Thinking about the fact I haven't changed my name to my married name yet.
Not being able to go to church because of work.