My keyboard is cold.
It's strange. The whole time I never felt hungry. There was a bit of an empty feeling, but I've felt far hungrier before in my life. Also the feeling of having drank too much water. Much too much. Much much much. If anyone shows me another water bottle I'm going to be sick.
The potluck was good though. Unsurprisingly, there were about six different kinds of brownies. I ate a piece of cheese, three grapes, a bread roll, two meatballs, a brownie, macaroni and cheese, one chicken nugget, two different chicken nuggets, two cookies (one chocolate and one caramel) and a kind of squidgy pouch thing that I couldn't really work out what it was, but I ate it anyway. Before that we passed the time playing icebreaker games and complaining about how hungry we were. It says alot about how spoiled our country is that we can't last even a couple of days without food.
We also watched this movie about child labor. It talked about how children are sold into slavery, abused and mistreated, and not even paid for it. There was a brick kiln where children were born, raised, and worked until they died, without ever leaving the area. Some girls were kidnapped off the street and sold as cheap sex slaves. Makes you wonder. Groups of people would go on raids to liberate children and return them to their families.
We also did this activity where we planned a menu for ten people for an entire week with a budget of 700 rupees. That's about twelve dollars. No one could work out how to buy enough to feed a family. Then we learned that most families have a budget half of what we had to work with. Tis sad.
I hope the sandwich under the hat was nice.
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I didn't bring one. Good thing too. They didn't let you bring food past a certain point.
Had dinner before, though.
You would've liked the concert. When they sang 'Carpal Tunnel of Love' The Happy Tree Friends was being shown on a screen behind them.
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