I was going to complain about the newest misfortune in my life. However, I can't... I mean I was thinking about it and Jesus had life infinitely worse, he was persecuted and ultimately killed because of who he was. Here I'm having a little problem about a bill with a school and I was going to complain. I just wouldn't feel right, I have to suck it up and deal with the problem. I have no right to complain about anything and yet all I do is complain. Hrmph!