This is the last post for my journal. It is time.

I live in a house with ten other people. Seven are girls and four guys. Only one is South African. The girls are in sororities. The two guys from Zim are my favorite. The house has cable, high speed internet, a maid, and my own room. Unfortunately the house has been broken into or attempted (like today ha!) four times. We don't live in the best ( Read more... )

I have nine days before I leave on what I hope will be the greatest adventure to date. I can finally be happy and talk about my trip without feeling sad or bad about Papa, spending time with my family, school, or not having time to see friends. I have seen everyone in my family and I have a working car that enables me to see all of my friends. I ( Read more... )

I feel completely detached from my body. I have so many reasons to be thankful for being alive and yet I mourn Papa's death. I mourn the loss of closeness with my family as they fight over whether or not to feed him. Whether they will make sure the doctors give him his medicine. Hearing them talk about his funeral while he is still alive disturbs ( Read more... )

So I just finished taking a shower when a girl walks into the bathroom. She is being really loud and asks if anyone else is in the bathroom. I say yes from my stall and she asks if I am taking a shower and what my name was. I tell her I am but she didn't know who I was. She asks if someone is with me. I tell her no. "It's ok if you are," she says ( Read more... )

I rode next to a man on the subway today. This in and of itself is not unusual. What was unusual was the yellow envelope he carried. It was labeled confidential, tied shut, and being hand delivered. I made up all kinds of stories about what was inside. Glancing over I saw HR5-00**** and I can't remember the name...Today is dreary and dark in an ( Read more... )

Today I went to my first and only class on Mondays and Thursdays. It is Intro to IR research. My prof's area ( Read more... )

My grandfather is very sick. His heart is being stopped by the doctors right now. He is on eight medicines and been in pain for three weeks. My great grandfather also has a bad heart. Grandpa hates to admit that he hurts or is sick. My grandparents took care of me for years when it was my dad's time to have me. At one point I had a room in their ( Read more... )

Lately I have wondered why I was born who I am and where I live. I could easily have been born in Guatemala, Benin, Indonesia, or Turkey but I wasn't. I was born in America. What's more, I was born an American female ( Read more... )

I went up to San Francisco this weekend and saw Christine, Eric, and Vladimir. I had a great time. Vladimir took me rollerskating by the pier then to Boudins and beat me at Time Crisis III! I started betting him that I would win and it was fun to have a competition. I miss him a lot ( Read more... )