Tomorrow is my last day at the orphanage.  It’s strange how attached I’ve gotten to these kids over the last 28 days.  I’m so glad I was among the five who got to spend time here.  I can’t even begin to explain how amazing and frustrating this month has been.  But it has been entirely worth it.  Now I set my sights back to my town–Bhalil.  I hope I can make as big of a difference there as I have in this village.  Over the course of the school year, I will have plenty of opportunities.  I just need to be myself and grab them.  I want to work my ass off so I can deserve next summer.  I’m crossing my fingers.

I am still trucking along with the 50-Day Memory Challenge.  Remember, if you want to attempt it, just send me a link and I will set you up with my 200 subscribers.

Day Eight: Kicked out of a Bar