This was a conversation I over heard in the courtyard... it was a woman speaking to another woman and I think they were cleaners that clean in South Carrick, but I found this to be odd...

cleaner 1 : "I have been in a lot of pain lately but I don't know what is going on..."

cleaner 2: "well huney, why don't you go see yo'self a docta or summin?"

cleaner 1: "Because I do not believe in Doctors; I believe in prayer."

cleaner 2: "you sayin you only believe God can heal you? why, ain't you ever considered that
God gave you a brain or provided doctors for you so that he can heal you that way?
Haven't you eva had a headache and taken summin to heal that?"

cleaner 1: "I just believe that if God wants me to suffer, I will and until I live a life that is
pleasing, I will just be in pain."

cleaner 2: "aw naw, hun, you crazy..."


REFLECTION:
I just found this to be kind of disturbing and I must say I agree with cleaner 2... it's scary to think that some people live under so much submission they are miserable their entire lives... this was the impression i got...

Confessions from the Presidential Courtyard...

Well, weekends are the best time to hear the juiciest confessions but since I'm just getting started hear are a confessions I heard:

"My mom is going to kill me when she see's I died my hair!! I'm afraid to go home!"

"I have so much homework to do, but I just intend on doing it. I'm burnt out on schoolwork..."

"I have a major weekness for cake icing, lets go buy some..."

"Who is that boy over there, ever since I've seen since the beginning of last semester all i've wanted to do is f*&% him..." ( I intend on editing some of these for viewing purposes...)

Introduction

I am observing the confessions of the presidential courtyard. What is different about my observation is that my room is on the third floor of south carrick so I hear a lot of confessions through my own window. It has always been a problem but I decided to turn this problem of mine into something beneficial. So, the confessions that are being posted are completely anonymous (because most of the time I don't even know the people are) but they are what I hear pretty much every night as I am going to sleep...