Post by Aly on Feb 6, 2006 12:38:37 GMT -5
[Disclaimer]: Some of the sentences in this thread, and subsequent related posts and threads have been censored. All passages removed have been clearly labelled. This was done soley to piss my mother off and also to undo ONE SENTENCE out of 40 that my mother read and decided was fact, rather than the joke that it was. Because, you know, I know EVERYTHING about Kenya, and its politics, right, and since I know everything, everything I say must be fact and not just me being in a bad mood and expressing internal frustrations through this blog which is, mom, the ENTIRE POINT IF IT. All in All, some people need to not take me so seriously, especially as many of my friends are reading this and I write inside jokes in my blogs all time. However, what I choose to study should be taken seriously, Simply because I chose to express my own internal concerns (Lets remember people, I left Boston convinced I will be eaten by a lion during my stay here, oh and I'll get yellow fever and AIDS just from being here (Christie, Boy, James you've heard me say this, out loud in a serious tone)) about my very new and exciting and scary project that will consume my life for a month, is no reason for my mother to forget that i am doing something meaningful and instead focus on my Jokes as factual information. [end of disclaimer]
First day of being here (thats yesterday, sunday) was about the longest day ever.
Saw the Kenya sunrise and all that, but was up from early morning, arrived at 8am, went out, did stuff, ate, did stuff, walked around for a long time, came back, read, did stuff fell asleep, had dinner, THE DAY WOULD NOT END.
Today We went to the handicapped school for kids with Cerebral Paulsy. I know thats not jow you spell paulsy. Sorry. The school is called the Tom MBoya Unit, P.O. Box 90082 Mombasa, Kenya if you want to donate. Worthy cause + tax break = yay.
anyway, I think I have decided that my ISP will be on relief workers, but.... mommy won't like it if I go up to the north country.
[deleted sentence for mom]
Maybe I'll stick around Nairobi and work on political issues... you know, instead of [word censored for mom].
I learned where the post office is, and also learned I have an address, AND I will be able to get mail for the whole time I'm here thorugh it.
You want to know the address, don't you? Well okay fine. But you better write to me.
Alyson Heimer
C/o SIT Kenya
P.O. Box 41656
Mombasa, Kenya
Post your address if you want a post card.
I feel better now that I have utensils to eat with again. yay for forks. Eating with only the right hand is tough.
Love and kisses (for boy).
-Aly-
First day of being here (thats yesterday, sunday) was about the longest day ever.
Saw the Kenya sunrise and all that, but was up from early morning, arrived at 8am, went out, did stuff, ate, did stuff, walked around for a long time, came back, read, did stuff fell asleep, had dinner, THE DAY WOULD NOT END.
Today We went to the handicapped school for kids with Cerebral Paulsy. I know thats not jow you spell paulsy. Sorry. The school is called the Tom MBoya Unit, P.O. Box 90082 Mombasa, Kenya if you want to donate. Worthy cause + tax break = yay.
anyway, I think I have decided that my ISP will be on relief workers, but.... mommy won't like it if I go up to the north country.
[deleted sentence for mom]
Maybe I'll stick around Nairobi and work on political issues... you know, instead of [word censored for mom].
I learned where the post office is, and also learned I have an address, AND I will be able to get mail for the whole time I'm here thorugh it.
You want to know the address, don't you? Well okay fine. But you better write to me.
Alyson Heimer
C/o SIT Kenya
P.O. Box 41656
Mombasa, Kenya
Post your address if you want a post card.
I feel better now that I have utensils to eat with again. yay for forks. Eating with only the right hand is tough.
Love and kisses (for boy).
-Aly-