It's been awhile. Alot has happened since my trip back to Albany, which was good. I received a phone call from one of my teammates from Atlanta, except she wasn't in Atlanta anymore. Jen and Travis were sent home. Appaerently they expressed feelings for one another, which we all knew couldn't happen while living together. It would things too wierd and it would take away from our ministry. But it happened and they left...and then the shit hit the fan. (pardon my explicitness)

I got sick from the plane ride home, and still am sick. I hurt my neck in a trampoline accident a day or so later. I also got a really bad sunburn the next day. I left my keys in Albany too. And I lost two close friends, all in the same week. Things are getting better but I'm tired and at times I miss Jen and Travis. I'm patiently awaiting the end of Mission Year. I'm glad I'm doing this. I'm learning alot. It been tough though, and I can see a light at the end of the tunnel now.