i have less than two weeks to raise a LOT of money (vomitting noises) what? oh...that was just...me...in the bathroom...PUKING MY GUTS OUT. guys seriously. SERIOUSLY. i really need for you to pray on my behalf for things at this church on sunday. i'm trusting that God pulled me away from fairfield to maysville, kentucky for a good reason in the last leg of things and i am trying to map out how to present the need to a congregation of people in ten minutes so that they truly understand how much they're prayers and financial support are needed--and of course how eternally worthwhile they are. i don't feel panicked, whatever vibe this post might give off, but me and my team DO need some crazy prayer at the moment.

DANCE BREAK...

music make you lose control. music make you lose control. ciara in the house. miss demeanor in the house.

aaaaand we're back. i was thinking tonight, a crazy go nuts night of clubbing would be such a welcome little stress reliever. and i would go crazy. i heard the above song on the way back to rachel's tonight and started shaking it fast.

today i went to rachel's classroom with her and i painted on the wall. that was a little stress relief too. i painted the poem "Dream Deferred" by Langston Hughes on the wall next to her chalkboard.

this post is EVERYWHERE. i need a hobby...any suggestions?