Fruit vs. Muffins....

Sorry I actually would have posted earlier....but my computer hates me and likes to freeze at least every half hour. :) Oh technology.

Sunday I fed my first homeless person! After I wrote last time I put a banana in my purse when I left in the morning for class and was determined to give it to someone by the end of the day...it didn't work so well...I left too early so none were out, then was in too nice of a part of town all day, and then by the time I got home it was too late and they had all disbursed...plus my beautiful banana had turned rather brown from being bumped around all day...and who wants an ugly banana? So the next day I switched to apples...and the same thing happened!!! No one...So then on the way to church on Sunday I saw about 15 and declared that we were not allowed to go home until we had fed someone. So on the way home we stopped by the grocery store and purchased some choc. muffins (I felt God was telling me that healthy wasn't the way...sorry Estrella...I'll try the apples again tomorrow) and as we walked we kept looking and there was no one...here I was walking down the street w/ this beautiful choc. muffin and no one to give it to. So I prayed and then she appeared, a sweet middle aged Muslim woman dressed head to foot in a black veil. I got all these butterflies and turned to my friend Dianna and was like, "What do I say?? Have a muffin?" her response was to try,"Are you hungry?"...needless to say I settled on a smile. She had her hand out as she sat and I walked up and did a little do you want this dance and she smiled and slightly nodded, so I tentatively put it in her hand, smiled, and scurried off. After I realized she didn't chuck it back at me (another reason I'm not sure apples would be a good choice...they would hurt) I realized how great that was. One down...millions to go... After we walked away, Dianna decided she was going to start doing it too. Then when I came home and announced that I had actually done it to my roommates (they thought I'd chicken out and I that I was just joking) Lora, a girl from next door, got really excited and wants to help me cook dinner for them. :) So who knows...maybe we'll turn into a feeding the homeless fashion group and call ourselves Fashion Feeders (well maybe something a little cooler...).

OMG before all this, this crazy guy came up to me on the street when I was on my way to church! He was rambling and I couldn't understand him and I tried to ignore him b/c he was making me super uncomfortable (standing in my bubble)...and then he said something about serial killers (after he helped me not be hit my a crazy taxi, something about the taxi almost killing me must have triggered something in his mind) and I was like who's a serial killer?!!! (I thought he told me he was one) and he goes I love serial killers, Ted Bundy is my favorite! So I said the prayer...GOD, I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE! and thank goodness I had convinced my friends to go with me to church and they were able to rescue me from being murdered!!! so crazy...CREEPY!!!! It must be something about the intersection...it must make people go crazy...it's the same one where the lady that talks to pigeons all day is. Oh London...

Well I have to head to bed...I'm exhausted...I was up till 4:30 am tacking my corset for 8 and 1/2 hours...now I understand why girls in factories during the 1800s use to loose their sight by age 15...SLAVE LABOR...oh the pains of fashion...my eyes are still blood shot. Ok well I'm off to draping in the morning and then to some cultural movie in the evening.

oh and will everyone please pray that all the complications I'm having with my VISA for my internship next semester will go away and unstress my mother and I? Thanks.

ok lots of love!

-KAT!