Today Dave took me out for a hamburger and a coke so I cook take a break from school. I did not get the grade on my first paper I was expecting despite trying really hard. I had to give it to God. I have been working every other day and with family problems I am just tired out. God I pray for help. I read a very inspirational story of a young girl how lived in a homeless shelter and tutor to have food. Really do I have anything to complain about?
