So I called the lawyer today ... and it turns out that the other contestants voted and I'm getting booted out of New York. Kidding. I wont have to leave next week after all. How cool is that? I'm so happy about that. I mean ... I prayed so much about that. I think a lot of people see prayer differently than I do. I just talk to God. No ... not like the people on the Subway. I know He hears me though. How? Because I've seen answers. No ... I'm not crazy *laughs while strapped to the bed in a straight-jacket* .... Seriously though ... I just talk to Him. Sometimes outloud when I'm alone. Especially when something's really bothering me.

My visa thing was really bothering me. I sorta laid it out there. I reasoned that I would be more than miserable there. I'm talking 'staying in my room crying' miserable. This is my home y'know. I belong in New York. Back in the Caribbean is sorta like a trap y'know. In fact Norm and I know this guy back on the island and she called him like a week ago or so. He mentioned something about me finally being able to use my wings or something. And that's what its like. I mean ... yeah I get depressed here but I find it easier to deal with than when I was in the Caribbean. I also find myself surrounded by some pretty amazing people. People who challenge me and make me learn. I like that a lot.