ha-baa-dee

dear diary,
it has been 2 weeks since my last entry. i went to africa...

i'm home. i'm exhausted. what can i say in this brief entry? how can i sum up my 2 weeks in kenya. well... if i had to choose just one word, i'd say "bittersweet". it truly was bittersweet. kenya is amazingly beautiful. i don't think you could have prepared me for the awe i felt for the mountains, or the purple trees, it was beautiful. it was harder than i thought it would be going alone, i don't think i was prepared for that either. i was homesick, i was lonely.

i did make one friend, victor, who went to queen's. the first time we met, we established we both know terrence which made me laugh so hard considering we were in the middle of no where in kenya! when he returns i'll take him on his maiden voyage to the sleepless goat. i know! he went to queen's and has never been there! someone told him it was "hippy" and he wasn't sure what that meant.

what did i do when i was there? i ended up doing graphic design for the hospital. when they heard a graphic designer when coming, they kept putting aside things for me to do, so in the end, i worked on 3 brochures, 2 logos and a website. it was nice to use my specific skills to help out. that's exactly what being part of a body is.

my clothes are so dusty. and they smell like kijabe (kijabe isn't some kind of kenya food, its the village i was living in. it has a distinct smell, i thought it was all of kenya, but its not, its just kijabe). i felt like some kind of crazy adventurer when i picked up my dust covered suitcase at lester pearson, wearing dusty clothes. i hope everything in my suitcase isn't broken, but i'm not going to open it tonight. all my clothes are dusty anyway.

frig, its cold here. kijabe is like june all year.

oooh, i hope i don't get malaria on account of the fact that i stopped taking my anti-malaria pills because they were making me horribly sick. yes, i did consult someone before quiting them. she told me the symptoms of malaria, so they might appear in 3 weeks. we'll have to wait and see.

i've missed you guys. not pspd, but the people behind pspd. i thought of you often, what i wanted to tell you. hmm, who will be the first commenter i wonder ;)

ok well i should go to bed. i wish you weren't not here.

brief entry my ass....

we've come a long long way together,
thru the hardtimes and the good.
i have to celebrate you baby,
i have to praise you like i should.