Last night before I went out to the connection with my friends, my roommate wanted to show me a video. I had no idea what he was about to show me (btw, I think things between us are ok now). ANd when he put it on, I felt my soul cry. It was the video of the american who had his head cut off by monsters. I couldn't watch it but there are images that i caught that are burnt forever in my mind. Those men that did that to him were not human. I can close my eyes now and i see it....I can see this man struggle and I can hear his screams.
I pray that there is a God. Because i have to ask him why that had to happen. Why would someone live there whole life for it to end in brutality. I cried all the way to the club. I didn't even want to go out. I just felt so sad for this guy and his family. It really makes my heart feel heavy.
On a different note. I did go out last night with some of my friends. I don't have much time here with them, so I wanted to enjoy their company. So you'll be happy to know one of my friends had a camera and sent me a couple of pictures. I get my camera back monday..so I'll take some artsy pics. But here are a couple from the club last night (I don't have any product in my hair because my roommate played that video over and over and over....I had to leave asap).