attempt # 23049382049 at report writing two thousand and nine.

just drank wayyyy too much coffee.. put on wayyyy too many scarves.. found my green floppy hat... turned on MTV and danced around the whole house/out in the warm botswana rain.

yup, report writing is going great, thanks!

attempt # 23049382049 at report writing two thousand and nine.

every survival kit should include a sense of humor. ~author unknown

common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. a sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. ~william james
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a lindy steal!

'When I was young a big financier once asked me what I would like to do, and I said "To Travel." "Ah," he said, :it is very expensive; one must have a lot of money to do that." He was wrong. For there are two kinds of travelers; the Comfortable Voyager, round whom a cloud of voracious expenses hums all the time, and the man who shifts for himself and enjoys the little discomforts as a change from his daily routine.'
[taken from vegabonding by rolf potts]
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    the cranberries

harder, better, faster, sronger.

when i was in college i use to run three (or more) miles almost every day. i took the 'country route' though the fields, animals and farm houses. in the winter i use to read national geographic and harry potter in the spring arbor weight room.
i've started (seriously) running again. i'm training for a half marathon (21k which is 13miles) which i hope to run early next year. although i'm surprised at how long it's taking me to 'get back into it' i feel good about myself and the difference i'm making to my body. i've been running/swimming/doing yoga 6 days a week!
oh sunshine, i love you & how you make me feel!
livejournal world, come run 'with me'. trust me, if i can do it - you can do it!


I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back.
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    girl talk

these days

these days i'm feeling happy for no apparent reason. i smile all the time. i'm motivated and positive. i run in the sunshine and giggle with my students. molibi is wonderful and we laugh every day. i love my life. I LOVE MY LIFE!!! it sucks that my family & my friends are so far away & it costs sosososososo much money to get home.. but, i'll make it work. i've only got one life, this (for now) is EXACTLY where i'm suppose to be!

i'm sending love and sunshine your way! all of you!
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    kate nash

smile! smile! smile!

this week is book week at my school & we have had independent reading during the school day. today i brought in the john grisham book that i'm reading and my bookmark just so happens to be an american one dollar bill. i ask the class if they know what it is and they say 'yes' because most of them have seen one of them in Zimbabwe (who uses American currency). then i ask if anyone knows whose picture is on the bill and aisha (whose mom is hawaiian) raises her hand and answers 'yes! that's geroge clooney!!'
almost aisha, almost. :)
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while reading the gingerbread man...

me: 'i don't know what i would do if i heard a little voice in MY oven!'
aisha: 'i would just leave it in there.'

after lunch i came in to find kevin with yellow covereing his shirt...

me: 'kevin! what happened?!'
kevin: 'a hot dog attacked me.'

i love my job!
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Sometimes terrible things in life just happen. There is no rhyme or reason for them. The ‘if onlys’ crowed your mind to the point where your head is pounding from the stress of millions of tears running down your face.
Yesterday Molibi and I were driving back from his farm with our dog, Jack. We usually have her ride up in the front on my lap but this particular time we thought she should learn how to be a ‘real dog’ and ride in the back.
No more then 15 minutes after leaving the farm, Molibi looks back to see Jack at the edge of the truck – ears flapping, tongue hanging out and big brown eyes shining.
She jumps.
And lands wrong.
Her little neck snaps.
And as Molibi and I get out of the car.. she dies.

My puppy, my best friend, my Jack.

I loved this dog. Every morning when I woke up she ran up the stairs 90 miles and hour and smashed into me then sat by the tub as I showered. When I got out of the shower she would lick the water off my legs and then sit at my feet as I got ready. Every afternoon we went on a run together and then she would cuddle with me on the couch. She was such a part of my… existence.
I just can’t believe she is gone.
In seconds.. just gone. I’m devastated and empty feeling.

Please pray that her little soul gets to dog heaven safely and they have lots of bones, expensive shoes and coco butter lotion for her to destroy.

Rest in peace Jack. I love you.

80's party. RIP my puppy Jack
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