well see if this one saves today. i wrote a long ass diary with all of my uncontrolled thoughts and it didnt even save. the bad part is both times that i write this entry i do it in class with plenty of spare time to bullshit if i would like. well life is good. good as it can be anyways. new discovery "i hate this class". I really do. No benefits in it. Well no i wont lie. there are a few but not enough to have me walk over here every day, and i can guarantee you that. I lost my purse. We all thought it was lost in the house. because well. our house swallows stuff. but finally i had a brain relapse and i remember that i left it at Breakin Bread Ministries. I left in such a hurry b/c i was so frustrated that I just forgot it in its lil cubby. Hopefully at least all of my id is still there. I have been harboring all of this stress do to i dont know. just this week its hard for me to let go of any unfair incidents. maybe b/c i keep forgettin to pray at night. orlack of sleep. or not forgetting just falling alseep after long talks with Jeff. I could very well just be long term cranky. I titled this child abuse because i am very against it. that day that i left the ministry in such a hurry this fat lady was telling this adopted girl stuff like "bitch dont fuck with me i will take your lil unwanted ass back. nobody wants you. you'll never be anything. just like your momma. she didnt even want you. so dont fuck with me." the bad part is, those are her sisters adopted kids, my mom is adopted, and two seats away is this pregnant lady who was adopted as a child. she was just bringin back old memories. so please people for me dont abuse the children. verbally or physically. well im out Sugah