So … did I meet miss Mysterious? Nope. In fact, I didn't even go the Paard van Troje: Jurriaan told me there would be no dancing there tonight, and I wasn't feeling too great all day. (I couldn't even eat my dinner.) Also, I was pretty tired at night, as I had been playing basketball for many hours (instead of using the swing and romping with locals kids, like I've been ding lately).
There were various reasons for me to stay on the court, and even play by myself for quite a while after everybody had gone home. Two of those reasons being possibly related to Today's fortune (which is now Yesterday's fortune: today has a new Todays' fortune, but more on that later).
The first reason is that I was jumping higher yet again. I've been able to tag the rim for some time now (note: the rim at this court is quite a bit higher than the usual 10', and the floor is rockhard), but I was able to grab it with fair ease now. (I probably jump higher now than I did when I was 18.) The higher you jump, the more fun it is to play basketball.
The second reason was possibly more related to what I had originally envisioned for yesterday's Today's fortune. During my last hour or so on the court (when I was by myself), a car passed by with an Indian girl behind the wheel. How was I able to tell it was an Indian girl in that moving car, from a distance, in the dark, while I was busy? Well, because it passed by about twenty-odd times; slowing down while passing by, giving me the opportunity to stare inside.
It has happend before that an Indian girl drives around and keeps passing by (and even stops) while I'm playing basketball there, but that was months ago, and this was a different car. However, was this the same girl? Could this be the girl the little boy mentioned yesterday? Can both be true?
You are kind-Hearted and hospitable cheerful and well liked.
That's great; if only I could put it to use. Reveal, woman!
Then again, my Today's fortune of yesterday could have been of a much different order. In a video game (NBA Inside Drive 2004) I was playing today, I set a new world record margin victory, and—of all games—it happend the first game of the NBA Finals. It would suck if that was it, would't it?
By the way, my hair is really short now (about 1/3 inch): my uncle was kind enough to put his clippers to use on my head.