Crisp mornings, hot afternoons, fires in the fireplace, tea, layers of fabulous clothing, accessories, the colours and the golden light of fall. Listen to me, I sound like a poet...but I don't know it.
Another reason I'm antisipating Fall is because things will get back into order. I'll be living at home...oh...after I get back from Africa. But THEN I'll be living at home in Hamilton, where I belong, with all my stuff and my roommate. What roommate? I think her name is Becky? Trebeky? Anywho, this apartment is home sweet home, albeit the violent racoon poo on the porch, the urine carpets and the domestic abuse downstairs....there's no place like home.
So, Africa. I'm going on the 16th-ish for one week in Kenya with my pal Ames, where we will partake in the finer things Kenyan resorts have to offer, and also go on a safari. Cool. Then I'm wide open. I've just put the feelers out for volunteer positions around the Greater Africa Area. So far an offer to babysit in Liberia and an offer to work with nuns in the capital of Somalia where I will be under heavy militia guard at all times within the compound. Um, Somalia please.
No. Seriously.
Things with my ex from highschool have kind of climaxed...in a strictly NON-bisque kind of way (would that be a boulion or perhaps a vegetarian chili?)...that's all I have to say about that.
Except that...why are boys so strange? I know it's futile trying to understand them, but why are they so increadibly different from women? Why aren't they even remotely similar in thought, emotion, language, bodily functions...
I'd say my biggest concern about men and having serious relationships with them is not their inability to communicate, but their inability to not see that they can't communicate when they think they can. Which, they try to communicate to you, but they can't because they suck at communicating to begin with. It's a vicious cycle really.
I think if I hear 'I don't know' in response to any question besides a mathematical, medical, or theological question I'm going to have to do something drastic...like shave my head.
SOMEONE GIVE ME A GOOD REASON TO SHAVE MY HEAD! PLEASE!
On that note I'm going to try and get to sleep. It's 2am and I'm not tired in the slightest. Steroids can do craaaazy things to ones body. That and a head full of confusion and a heart full of heartache. I think that's a good enough reason right there to shave my head. Sleepeeze anyone?
2 comments:
claire, are you seriously going to be gone for that long? dang, i was just getting to know you!
How long will you be in Africa? Plese wrie us all when you are gone.. I am going to miss you. =(
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