of saying something, I'm going to put this in words.
I am sitting in the hospital doctor's lounge, on a gray, swivel chair, tilted sideways so the internet cable will stretch.
My hair is in a messy pony tail, and I am wearing a very comfy turquoise skirt, black shirt and I've taken off my sandals (my feet are currently bent underneath me). this was a bad idea, because i think i stepped on a mosquito, and now my (left) foot is itchy, itchy. the question in my mind is: "will i get malaria this time?". actually, cholera is the sickness that they theorize will come around any day now, so maybe malaria should not be so dreaded..?
today is thursday, my brother, Ryan, started university at Avondale this week, and my mom, i believe, is feeling rather lonely at home, sensing the empty-nest syndrome beginning. however, im due to depart from this land in approx 96 days, so its not so bad.
i just got back from practicing a line dance with my two buds here. we're having a cow-boy themed good bye party for our texan friend, danny. (he's actually full Argentinean, but who really cares?) he's leaving next week, and it's going to be really sad having yet another friend our age leave malawi. so, we celebrate via a square dance..
and now, i am getting hungry. a friend let us download a bunch of movies from her updated hard drive, so, knowing cass and i, we'll be glued to our laptops for the next several hours. and then, we wake up tomorrow morning, and start everything all over again.
such is my life, at this moment in Africa. (the time is 5:20 in the PM)
just for the sake of is good. a cowboy from Argentina. a true gaucho. hope the party is fun.
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