Journal

Work Day

Today, I received a welcome awakening from my alarm today. After realizing that all of my debts were cleared and that I was going to have another wonderful day at New Haven, I got out of bed and turned the alarm clock off. The kitchen was very dark, and it took me a while to find the light switch. My stomach growled at me. Hunger could not take the place of getting to work on time, so I made some coffee and then got dressed. I quickly glanced at myself in the mirror and said,"Your such a stud." I checked on the clock and it said 9:55. Panic rushed into my body and I sprinted off to my car to go to work. There were only five minutes left until I was late. With a minute to spare, I checked into work with a large grin on my face. The first hours quickly passed and lunch time finally came. After lunch, I finished up my remaining work and left at 5:00. Home felt so good after a long day at work. I kicked of my shoes and then got around to making some dinner. Satisfied with what I had eaten, I hurried off into my room to get my Bible and read a few passages in it. I reflected upon what I read and then took a nice shower and jumped into bed.

School Day

Today, the annoying sound of an alarm filled my head. Beep! Beep! Beep! I jumped and turned it off. It was Monday, the most dreaded of all days. The day when I would have stop the enjoyment from the weekend and go to school. I walked out into the kitchen and was fed some eggs. When I was content with the amount I had eaten, I left the kitchen and put on some clothes. Fortunately, I had already packed my backpack yesterday, so the only thing I had left to do was fix my hair. I was almost in shock when I saw my hair. It was in clumps, and lumps and every kind of form imaginable. I did the only thing that came to mind: add water. Stubborn as it was, my hair started to cooperate when it came in contact with the water. Pleased, I said good-bye to Mom and got picked up at the bus stop. All my subject came easy to me, except Trigonometry. The different formulas seemed to surpass my abilities. I called in a tutor and he helped me understand what was making me miss the problems. After a few hours, my mom picked me up. My heart was filled with joy, knowing that in Somalia I would never receive the same education that I would her.

Day Off

Today, I slowly woke up, the sun shining brightly in my eyes. It was Saturday, the best day of the week. I called my friends and asked them if they wanted to go skiing, and most of them said yes. After eating a protein bar, I slapped on my ski gear and drove over to the ski lifts. After a few minutes of searching and waving around like a weirdo, I found my buddies. We felt really adventurous that day, and decided that instead of taking a blue course, we would take a black diamond course. My body shivered at the thought of flying down at high-speed slope, but instead of disagreeing, I went with the crowd. Going up the ski lift only reminded me of this fear. After about fifteen minutes, we were at the top, and started to descend. As soon as I gained speed, I wanted to climb back up the hill and get a ride down, but I was not about to look like a fool in front of everyone. Then, remembered that I no matter what I did, my friends would support me. I relaxed and went with the flow. When I gained speed I told myself to traverse. Slowly, but surely, I made my way down. After doing that hill for a few hours, my friends and I threw in the towel and went home.