Well...I’ve started a Peace Corps blog and I’ve cut my hair short. I must really be going to Zambia.
I hope they will serve me well in Zambia. So now, I think, its time to let tha beat drop.
My dog is getting more emotional than I was expecting.
On the other hand I’ve been ready for some time now to once again smell sweet sweet Africa and grow my booty with a high starch diet.
Will my battle scars from Japan ever heal? Do I even really want them too? Not only can I sit seiza for 20 minutes, unconsciously fold my trash into pretty bows, and function without knowing what is going on...I can also accept these guidelines for life:
Will my battle scars from Japan ever heal? Do I even really want them too? Not only can I sit seiza for 20 minutes, unconsciously fold my trash into pretty bows, and function without knowing what is going on...I can also accept these guidelines for life:
- For now, its best to first let go of whatever “employment” reason I have for being there, and focus on eating and hopefully laughing a few times with people
- The happiest and warmest place is someone else’s house/hut
- The internet is a crutch that will stunt your growth if you use it too much
- You really can wear the same thing every single day
- Teachers are amazing
- I don’t have to do everything on my own
I hope they will serve me well in Zambia. So now, I think, its time to let tha beat drop.
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