Day: Friday
The weather today: The weather today was cloudy & cool most of today.
Today I feel: Earlier I felt pretty good... now I'm shaken up quite a bit.
Today I am greatful for: Today I'm greatful that a) I decided not to put my purse in my bag (note: I started to do that before leaving for school that morning, pero for some really odd reason the thought that if my bag got stolen I'd lose everything ran across my mind & I took it out....) b) I took my journal out (note: that would be the other one; I'd had it for a long time & has a lot of writing from difficult times in my life) and c) our ugly name tags were in there!
Inspirations, prayer, scriptures, quotes: "Lord hear my prayer; listen to my cry for help. In this time of trouble I call, for You will answer me." Psalm 86:6-7
I said a special prayer for: My prayer today is that I can forgive that khowel that stole my backpack.
Prayer(s) answered (comfort, peace, love & miracles): Mama is ok... the surgery isn't for nething serious. Got to talk to her too.
Donations of the Heart (acts of kindness, sharing, caring & forgiveness): Amy. If she hadn't been here tonight I dont' know what I'd have done. Everyone else is bieng sweet too.
What I would like to see happen tomarrow (Goals, ideas, etc.): I'd like to see me get my camera & saudia bag back tomarrow pero I know it's not gonna happen...
Hey...Wow, don't know where to start. School went well this morning. Checked email with Lavonda at lunch... or rather talked to Bets & Turki (a friend of Arun's) & wrote Dad & Las. Was so slow that I didn't have much time for nething else. After school went to the Boldens. Ate. Then Amy mentioned going to email her mom & I thought I'd go clean out my junk. Got on & Mama was on. Everythings ok there. Nana & Pop had a car accident the other day pero are fine. Talked to Kneale & Joey too. Then we came back. Got almost here when a man grabbed my bag. I remember him grabbing at it & thinking no I think so & he tried again & got ahold of it. Either my bag or his elbow one hit my face some where in this time period. Then some how I'z on the ground & he's dragging me trying to get the bag. I'z screaming (note: Jenny could hear me from inside the hostel gates lol) Amy too pero I couldn't hear her. Finally the strap broke & little by little it slipped away. The funny thing was the whole time I"z thinking my camera in there with a pic of Mason in a khanga! (note: although most of the trip is still very vivid in my mind this night was doubly so. There was a lot that I didn't put in my journal that I'll include now. While the man was running away through the alley he screamed "I need money" & I yelled back "I don't have any!" [lol I didn't, not in there anyway] Amy finally got to my side & we were hugging/crying & I remember people standing around [at a distance] & muttering that they were sorry. We made our way back to the hostel & Amy asked if my back was bothering me. I couldn't figure out why she was asking becuase it didn't... she gave me a look & said that he'd dragged me pretty far on it. [my back never did hurt btw... hip, elbow, & foot yes.. back no] We got inside the gates & Jenny was sitting in there & came up to us & we started talking & went back into Amy & Barbs room & talked & cried & calmed down... and started laughing. Everything from the pic of Mason & Amy's underwear pictures being in there to the hideous name tags... When I realized that my little bag was in there too I got a little upset again... pero.... another thing that bothered me was that the roll sheets were in there too. Anyways.. finally I left & went to bed, although I don't remember that part lol) Oh btw... **** now has a thing for *** lol. Well, I'd better go TRY to sleep.
Night
