10:40 AM
Well! Today was an interesting day! Jenn had been sick
through the night, so I called Dalton and asked if he could come at 12
instead of 9. Funny thing about time here. You say 9, it means 9:30. You
say 12, apparently it means 10:30. So, off we went. This morning we
were going to Dalton's mother's house. We thought it was supposed to be a
meet the family, and see where Dalton had come from but apparently
everyone decided that this would be the perfect time to hit up the
muzungus for money for their various needs/ desires/ ambitions. We gave
1000ksh to Dalton's sister to take her baby to the doctor. We later
found out that it would only cost about 50 ksh for the tests the baby
needed. Whlie there, the same symptoms Jenn had experienced the night
before started hitting me, so we asked Dalton and John to just take us
back to the lodge. We didn't recognize the way back, and when we pulled
up to a little shanty, we realized we weren't heading back to the lodge
anytime soon. John wanted to introduce us to his family, which actually
turned into a subtle hint at the fact he needed money so his daughter
could get a brain scan. He said it was cerebral palsy, I don't really
believe that. By now I was really feeling like dirt, so we rushed the
visit, and left. When we finally go back to the lodge, I passed out for a
few hours, and woke up feeling much better. We decided to head into
town to do some shopping for the dust bin, and to go to the internet
cafe. Lucky for us, Elvis, one of the many amazing staff members here
was going into town so we had an escort. We were able to pick up the
stuff we needed in no time, and get home by dark. We came across our
first street boys begging us for bread, or money, or whatever we had. We
gave Elvis money for a sim card and a phone card so we can hopefully
use my phone while we are here. We made PB & J sandwiches until
about 10:30pm and when we tried to wash the dishes, Elvis wouldn't hear
of it! I tried to be all intimidating but he actually chased me out of
the kitchen! Persistant little pain in the butt!
As for swahili, so far we have learned the following words (forgive the bad spelling):
lala- sleep
wewe - you
wewe rafiki yangu - you are my friend
asanti - thank you
jambo - hello
karibuni - welcome
karibou - you're welcome
hakuna - no
pole - sorry
pole pole - slowely
baya - bad
sawa - ok
-Breezey
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Day #3
5:32 PM
Africa Adventure day #3 began with a quick trip into town to the cybercafe to send out some quick emails to let people know we're alive, and at 1 shilling (approximately 1.5 cents Canadian) a minute, we can sure get used to these prices! Then John and Dalton drove us around the town and pointed out different areas and buildings explaining what they were. One area we stopped in is called the 'dirt bin' which is basically a garbage dump that is home to a group of street boys that rely on the food and clothing scraps in the garbage mounds to survive. The smell, even 20 feet away made Breezey and I almost sick to our stomachs, but with Dalton as our guide, we sucked it up and headed into the mounds where people where rushing over to meet the muzungus (white people); we plan on going back on Wednesday to bring them some food and soap, both of which are in very short supply for them.
Then onto the orphanage, Muzungus! Muzungus! It's all we hear! Yes, we are white, yes this facinates/ scares away many children and causes many long stares while driving down the road. The looks and such/ sending children running and screaming muzungus were starting to concern us, but we have the solution! Candy! From handing candy out the windows of the car to the local kids on the streets today, we made about 50 new best friends! Luckily the 'don't take candy from strangers' rule doesn't apply.. now we white people aren't so scary!!
- Jenn
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5:45 PM
Last night when we got home, we were too pooped and too tired/ lazy to go get food for dinner, so we went without, and I fell asleep about 7:30 pm. However, I was wide awake at 1 am and remained awake until 7:30 Aam, and then fell asleep, waking up at 8:30. We were to be picked up at 9 so we didn't have time for breakfast. Very very very unwise since what we ended up doing today required energy, of which we had none.
Today we got dirty.No, not just dirty.. Grubby.. The kind of dirty that takes a scalding shower and 25 min of scrubbing to feel human again. That's what happens after you spend the morning plowing the land/ weeding the garden. With this really rustic hoe kind of thing, while attempting to communicate with the women who only spoke swahili. They thought we were hilarious. I thought I was going to die. I wore jeans because it's been pretty chilly the last few days. And we didn't bring sunscreen with us to the home. Brilliant, I know!
After about an hour of that, we went in for tea and lunch. We gave them the photo album and we spent the next hour explaining everyone and everything, from proms to why makaylie was sprawled out on the hood of my car outside of Giant Tiger. After we went through it with Dalton and Lillian, the children came in to show us the new petticoats they were wearing that we had bought them. Then they gathered around me to and leaned in to look through the book a few times. When I explained to Valentine who grama was her face lit up! So beautiful!
After that we went out to play frisbee and throw balls with the kids. Of course they all had to throw it all at us, not to one another, so we narrowly missed frisbees to the head numerous times. This lasted about an hour, with some chasing, tickling, and such thrown in for good measure, until we had to leave. One of the women sent us home with a roasted corn on the cob that was chewy and tasted like popcorn.
Mmmm dinner. So at Karibuni Lodge, we have three course dinners for about 9CDN. Like 5 star, amazing, delicious, fabulous dinners. Yum.
-Breezey
Africa Adventure day #3 began with a quick trip into town to the cybercafe to send out some quick emails to let people know we're alive, and at 1 shilling (approximately 1.5 cents Canadian) a minute, we can sure get used to these prices! Then John and Dalton drove us around the town and pointed out different areas and buildings explaining what they were. One area we stopped in is called the 'dirt bin' which is basically a garbage dump that is home to a group of street boys that rely on the food and clothing scraps in the garbage mounds to survive. The smell, even 20 feet away made Breezey and I almost sick to our stomachs, but with Dalton as our guide, we sucked it up and headed into the mounds where people where rushing over to meet the muzungus (white people); we plan on going back on Wednesday to bring them some food and soap, both of which are in very short supply for them.
Then onto the orphanage, Muzungus! Muzungus! It's all we hear! Yes, we are white, yes this facinates/ scares away many children and causes many long stares while driving down the road. The looks and such/ sending children running and screaming muzungus were starting to concern us, but we have the solution! Candy! From handing candy out the windows of the car to the local kids on the streets today, we made about 50 new best friends! Luckily the 'don't take candy from strangers' rule doesn't apply.. now we white people aren't so scary!!
- Jenn
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5:45 PM
Last night when we got home, we were too pooped and too tired/ lazy to go get food for dinner, so we went without, and I fell asleep about 7:30 pm. However, I was wide awake at 1 am and remained awake until 7:30 Aam, and then fell asleep, waking up at 8:30. We were to be picked up at 9 so we didn't have time for breakfast. Very very very unwise since what we ended up doing today required energy, of which we had none.
Today we got dirty.No, not just dirty.. Grubby.. The kind of dirty that takes a scalding shower and 25 min of scrubbing to feel human again. That's what happens after you spend the morning plowing the land/ weeding the garden. With this really rustic hoe kind of thing, while attempting to communicate with the women who only spoke swahili. They thought we were hilarious. I thought I was going to die. I wore jeans because it's been pretty chilly the last few days. And we didn't bring sunscreen with us to the home. Brilliant, I know!
After about an hour of that, we went in for tea and lunch. We gave them the photo album and we spent the next hour explaining everyone and everything, from proms to why makaylie was sprawled out on the hood of my car outside of Giant Tiger. After we went through it with Dalton and Lillian, the children came in to show us the new petticoats they were wearing that we had bought them. Then they gathered around me to and leaned in to look through the book a few times. When I explained to Valentine who grama was her face lit up! So beautiful!
After that we went out to play frisbee and throw balls with the kids. Of course they all had to throw it all at us, not to one another, so we narrowly missed frisbees to the head numerous times. This lasted about an hour, with some chasing, tickling, and such thrown in for good measure, until we had to leave. One of the women sent us home with a roasted corn on the cob that was chewy and tasted like popcorn.
Mmmm dinner. So at Karibuni Lodge, we have three course dinners for about 9CDN. Like 5 star, amazing, delicious, fabulous dinners. Yum.
-Breezey
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Arrival and such fun
4:26 AM
I hardly know where to begin! After arriving in Nariobi, we went through customs with no issues. Oddly, they take your finger prints and picture when you go to get your passport stamped, which is always a fun time. Apparently I don't look like a terrorist after all because when they asked how long I wanted to be in Kenya for, I said two months, and the guy says "I'll give you three." Hey! As long as you let me in pal!
We retrieved our luggage without an issue, and passed through the joke of a customs, since they just waved us through. We found, or rather, a man - for a tip of course - found us a little pub/ cafe thing where we parked it for a few hours as we waited through our 6 hour layover. However, Nairobi was freezing, so our outdoor table eventually lost it's appeal since I was also losing feeling in my toes. Ok, so it wasn't that bad, but it was cold!
We finally were able to check in for our third, and final (hallelujah!) flight. It was awesome because we were supposed to pay for ever extra kg over 20 each. Anyone who saw everthing we brought can tell you that we were way over that! Jenn and I were snipping (in jest) at each other as we do, and teh ladies at the counter were laughing at us. I apologized and explained we really haven't slept in three days, and get grumpy when we are tired. Jenn was over about to pay for our extra baggage while I got things squared away at the check in counter. They asked why we were going to Kitale,and I explained about the children's home. Suddenly they were hollering at the lady Jenn was dealing with 'No charge! No charge!' so we got it all on the flight for free! That was a pleasant surprise!
We went and chilled in the departure area, a room that looks out on the tarmac and had a pineapple pop. Then the plane pulls up in front of the doors, we load up, and off we go! I slept the entire hour long flight. It was wonderful!
We had been hoping to go straight to the lodge, get showered and such since I was in pj bottoms, and Jenn in sweats, and we both looked/ felt like dirt. However, Dalton was waiting at the airport! So off we went, to the children's home. On the way, driving down the.. interesting.. roads of Kenya, everyone stared at the cab of muzungus driving by. Everyone here drives on the left hand side of the road, and the driver sits on the right. Children would yell at us, 'how are you?!' all the time. I was in heaven. Then we hit the road that would take us back to the home. It's pretty much a roller coaster. Between the massive beach ball sized craters missing from the dirt road, and the fact it's rainy season, it was an interesting trip. Dalton and John were very interested to hear about Canada and how things work there.
Oh rainy season! So in everything we've read about Kenya, it's always said that the rainy season is over by now, but it apparently just started a few days ago! So thunderstorms and complete sogginess are what our lives are going to be all about for the next two months.
So when we finally arrived at the children's home, the children who saw us driving up came running, and by the time we parked and got out of the car we were swarmed by 25 beautiful boys and girls. Hugs, handshakes, leg clinging. Then Dalton took us on a walk around the orphanage. When we got to the church/ meeting room the children were all gathered, and we were asked to sit as the children sang for us and welcomed us to their home. It was all we could do not to bawl our eyes out. It was amazing.
Our tour was very revealing. We learned that $5000 is needed to finish the boys dorm, and another $5000 to finish the roof that is to span the two dorms, creating a meeting place. Also $750 to put electricity throughout the home, and probably another $250 for a shed to keep the animals at night.
After our tour, we went into Dalton and Lillian's little two room house, to talk with Lillian for a bit. Apparently the women aren't allowed to talk to you until they've served you tea, and you've accepted it. So she brought out some warm milk, and made us a chai tea, and brought out some banana and oranges. It was such a wonder at how they do everything here.
We chatted for about 45 minutes or so, and then we loaded up into the car to head to the lodge. Oh the lodge. A girl could get used to this. We were put in a room for now, which I'm sure we would have been fine with, however found out that on Tuesday we are moving to a little cottage type thing of our own, which has its own kitchen and such. It has such a family feel to it, we have been accepted right in, and it's nice to be in a place where we aren't being stared at all day.
After we dropped off the luggage, and got changed, we headed to the market to buy the food for the feast tomorrow. Food here is so cheap! We got an unreal amount of food for nothing! We were also able to pick up a couple pairs of rubber boots (which we will be living in) as well as a few buckets that we intend to use to take all the stuff for them in, and then they will be able to use the buckets for showering and washing their clothes. The butchershop was fun. Nothing like standing beside a hanging set of cow guts to get a girl's tummy turning. If that's how we are going to have to buy meat while here, we will probably become vegetarians.
After our shopping adventure, we headed back to the lodge for some much needed rest. Dinner was made for us at 6:30 and it was delicious! A three course dinner, consisting of raviolli and cheese, chicken and vegetables in a curry sauce, and an ice cream with berry sauce desset which was all amazing. Then we showered up, and hit the hay.
Overwhelmed doesn't even begin to describe how we were feeling yesterday. Oh! and we were asked to preach in church today. So now I'm going to go and figure out exactly what we are going to talk about.
- Breezey
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6:05 PM
So today was interesting. We got ourselves dressede up for church, we kind of had to improvise since we didn't really bring too many nice clothes, but our outfits turned out alright. So we went to church, and were greeted and welcomed and thanked by the entire congregation. Speaking in church was so nerve-wracking. We just kind of winged it, and it seemed to go alright, we didn't want to let everyone down on our first day here!
So yesterday when we met the kids they were pretty wary of us after the initial introduction, and some of the little ones would cry when we came near. Today we came prepared. It takes a soft football, some candies, and a video camera where they can see themselves in the screen, but they now love us! And instead of running from us, they come willingly to shake our hand. It is going to be an amazing next five weeks. We taught the kids Jesus Loves the Little Children and they loved it! and everyone is trying to teach us swahili. Emphasis on trying.
It is amazing how greatful they are for something as simple as a toothbrush. Because we brought so many, we were able to give some to the church leaders, and other people that help out around the home. The lady that cooks for the home has baby twins and asked if she could name them after us! Jenn wants to bring them home. I'm not gonna tell her that Dalton told me I should bring the baby back to Canada, I think she'd actually do it!
Our big issue at the moment is transportation. The cost of the taxi to and from the home is too much, 1400 shillings per day. We are only paying 1050 shillings/ day for an apartment! So we need to find another way, and soon!
- Breezey
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9:01 PM
So today was our first full day in Kenya, and what a day it was! The morning began early by trying to figure out what on earth we would preach on at church that morning. The whole preparing a sermon to give to a Kenyan church, on our second day on the continent let alone country, certainly took us by surprise to say the least! Nonetheless, we pulled something together and it seemed to go well! But hopefully not too well and they ask us to do it again next Sunday! Haha.
After the service we helped to serve a large lunch to the children and other visitors. After people insisting on doing everything for us and serving US for the whole time thus far in Kenya it was sure nice to start serving others! We all ate the feast together of fresh veggies, rice and meat that we found at the market yesterday. After lunch everyone gathered in the large room fro some informal singing.. seems pretty common here, then we were able to hand out the presents we had brought for them today. Firstly we handed everyone a toothbrush and some candy (Good combination, no?) it was sure humbling to see how genuinely excited they were for something so seemingly insignificant as a toothbrush! We gave the rest of the presents (some medical supplies, Canadian souvenirs, Bibles and the pressure cooker) to Dalton to sort out later then had fun with the kids throwing around little footballs and a beach ball.
The afternoon continued with fun games and songs with the children. It was refreshing to see how enthusiastic and happy the children were to sing and play.. no matter song, game, or dance. A lot of North American children could sure take a lesson from these kids! Bz and I also found the cutest little pair of twin babies that we are currently trying to orchestrate a way to take them home with us, and apparently they want to name them after us, which is crazy and we hope it doesn't happen but we shall see what happens.
- Jenn
I hardly know where to begin! After arriving in Nariobi, we went through customs with no issues. Oddly, they take your finger prints and picture when you go to get your passport stamped, which is always a fun time. Apparently I don't look like a terrorist after all because when they asked how long I wanted to be in Kenya for, I said two months, and the guy says "I'll give you three." Hey! As long as you let me in pal!
We retrieved our luggage without an issue, and passed through the joke of a customs, since they just waved us through. We found, or rather, a man - for a tip of course - found us a little pub/ cafe thing where we parked it for a few hours as we waited through our 6 hour layover. However, Nairobi was freezing, so our outdoor table eventually lost it's appeal since I was also losing feeling in my toes. Ok, so it wasn't that bad, but it was cold!
We finally were able to check in for our third, and final (hallelujah!) flight. It was awesome because we were supposed to pay for ever extra kg over 20 each. Anyone who saw everthing we brought can tell you that we were way over that! Jenn and I were snipping (in jest) at each other as we do, and teh ladies at the counter were laughing at us. I apologized and explained we really haven't slept in three days, and get grumpy when we are tired. Jenn was over about to pay for our extra baggage while I got things squared away at the check in counter. They asked why we were going to Kitale,and I explained about the children's home. Suddenly they were hollering at the lady Jenn was dealing with 'No charge! No charge!' so we got it all on the flight for free! That was a pleasant surprise!
We went and chilled in the departure area, a room that looks out on the tarmac and had a pineapple pop. Then the plane pulls up in front of the doors, we load up, and off we go! I slept the entire hour long flight. It was wonderful!
We had been hoping to go straight to the lodge, get showered and such since I was in pj bottoms, and Jenn in sweats, and we both looked/ felt like dirt. However, Dalton was waiting at the airport! So off we went, to the children's home. On the way, driving down the.. interesting.. roads of Kenya, everyone stared at the cab of muzungus driving by. Everyone here drives on the left hand side of the road, and the driver sits on the right. Children would yell at us, 'how are you?!' all the time. I was in heaven. Then we hit the road that would take us back to the home. It's pretty much a roller coaster. Between the massive beach ball sized craters missing from the dirt road, and the fact it's rainy season, it was an interesting trip. Dalton and John were very interested to hear about Canada and how things work there.
Oh rainy season! So in everything we've read about Kenya, it's always said that the rainy season is over by now, but it apparently just started a few days ago! So thunderstorms and complete sogginess are what our lives are going to be all about for the next two months.
So when we finally arrived at the children's home, the children who saw us driving up came running, and by the time we parked and got out of the car we were swarmed by 25 beautiful boys and girls. Hugs, handshakes, leg clinging. Then Dalton took us on a walk around the orphanage. When we got to the church/ meeting room the children were all gathered, and we were asked to sit as the children sang for us and welcomed us to their home. It was all we could do not to bawl our eyes out. It was amazing.
Our tour was very revealing. We learned that $5000 is needed to finish the boys dorm, and another $5000 to finish the roof that is to span the two dorms, creating a meeting place. Also $750 to put electricity throughout the home, and probably another $250 for a shed to keep the animals at night.
After our tour, we went into Dalton and Lillian's little two room house, to talk with Lillian for a bit. Apparently the women aren't allowed to talk to you until they've served you tea, and you've accepted it. So she brought out some warm milk, and made us a chai tea, and brought out some banana and oranges. It was such a wonder at how they do everything here.
We chatted for about 45 minutes or so, and then we loaded up into the car to head to the lodge. Oh the lodge. A girl could get used to this. We were put in a room for now, which I'm sure we would have been fine with, however found out that on Tuesday we are moving to a little cottage type thing of our own, which has its own kitchen and such. It has such a family feel to it, we have been accepted right in, and it's nice to be in a place where we aren't being stared at all day.
After we dropped off the luggage, and got changed, we headed to the market to buy the food for the feast tomorrow. Food here is so cheap! We got an unreal amount of food for nothing! We were also able to pick up a couple pairs of rubber boots (which we will be living in) as well as a few buckets that we intend to use to take all the stuff for them in, and then they will be able to use the buckets for showering and washing their clothes. The butchershop was fun. Nothing like standing beside a hanging set of cow guts to get a girl's tummy turning. If that's how we are going to have to buy meat while here, we will probably become vegetarians.
After our shopping adventure, we headed back to the lodge for some much needed rest. Dinner was made for us at 6:30 and it was delicious! A three course dinner, consisting of raviolli and cheese, chicken and vegetables in a curry sauce, and an ice cream with berry sauce desset which was all amazing. Then we showered up, and hit the hay.
Overwhelmed doesn't even begin to describe how we were feeling yesterday. Oh! and we were asked to preach in church today. So now I'm going to go and figure out exactly what we are going to talk about.
- Breezey
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6:05 PM
So today was interesting. We got ourselves dressede up for church, we kind of had to improvise since we didn't really bring too many nice clothes, but our outfits turned out alright. So we went to church, and were greeted and welcomed and thanked by the entire congregation. Speaking in church was so nerve-wracking. We just kind of winged it, and it seemed to go alright, we didn't want to let everyone down on our first day here!
So yesterday when we met the kids they were pretty wary of us after the initial introduction, and some of the little ones would cry when we came near. Today we came prepared. It takes a soft football, some candies, and a video camera where they can see themselves in the screen, but they now love us! And instead of running from us, they come willingly to shake our hand. It is going to be an amazing next five weeks. We taught the kids Jesus Loves the Little Children and they loved it! and everyone is trying to teach us swahili. Emphasis on trying.
It is amazing how greatful they are for something as simple as a toothbrush. Because we brought so many, we were able to give some to the church leaders, and other people that help out around the home. The lady that cooks for the home has baby twins and asked if she could name them after us! Jenn wants to bring them home. I'm not gonna tell her that Dalton told me I should bring the baby back to Canada, I think she'd actually do it!
Our big issue at the moment is transportation. The cost of the taxi to and from the home is too much, 1400 shillings per day. We are only paying 1050 shillings/ day for an apartment! So we need to find another way, and soon!
- Breezey
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9:01 PM
So today was our first full day in Kenya, and what a day it was! The morning began early by trying to figure out what on earth we would preach on at church that morning. The whole preparing a sermon to give to a Kenyan church, on our second day on the continent let alone country, certainly took us by surprise to say the least! Nonetheless, we pulled something together and it seemed to go well! But hopefully not too well and they ask us to do it again next Sunday! Haha.
After the service we helped to serve a large lunch to the children and other visitors. After people insisting on doing everything for us and serving US for the whole time thus far in Kenya it was sure nice to start serving others! We all ate the feast together of fresh veggies, rice and meat that we found at the market yesterday. After lunch everyone gathered in the large room fro some informal singing.. seems pretty common here, then we were able to hand out the presents we had brought for them today. Firstly we handed everyone a toothbrush and some candy (Good combination, no?) it was sure humbling to see how genuinely excited they were for something so seemingly insignificant as a toothbrush! We gave the rest of the presents (some medical supplies, Canadian souvenirs, Bibles and the pressure cooker) to Dalton to sort out later then had fun with the kids throwing around little footballs and a beach ball.
The afternoon continued with fun games and songs with the children. It was refreshing to see how enthusiastic and happy the children were to sing and play.. no matter song, game, or dance. A lot of North American children could sure take a lesson from these kids! Bz and I also found the cutest little pair of twin babies that we are currently trying to orchestrate a way to take them home with us, and apparently they want to name them after us, which is crazy and we hope it doesn't happen but we shall see what happens.
- Jenn
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Somewhere over Italy
12:45 AM
Flying can pretty much be summed up in one all encompassing word. Death. We are not even halfway through our second flight, and already we cannot wait to touch down. And then chill in Nairobi for 6 hours waiting for our third and final flight. Then, a shower. I'd trade Jenn's right arm for an hour of hot water! And a bathroom that isn't the size of our coat closet.
Our plan right now is to meet Dalton this afternoon, and head to the market to buy the food for the feast we are having tomorrow afternoon. Then potentially hit up the orphanage for a few hours depending on how deathly we feel. Both of us, aside from suffering from jet lag, and lack of sleep, also have feet that are blistered beyond recognition. It's lovely.
We have also met a few seriously.. uh.. unteresting.. people already! But I think I'll let Jenn explain them to you. Oh and coming back through security out of Paris, this time I got patted down! Bahhhh No luck!
If you haven't yet realized, I get grumpy and bitter when I'm tired. :P
- Breezey
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4:22 AM
When travelling it's interesting to discover people's ideas about Canada from abroad. Our first encounter with people's interesting ideas was on the Paris subway from the Eiffel tower enroute back to the airport when we began to talking to an American twenty- something young man who has been travelling Europe the past couple weeks and onward to Africa. We got to talking about his experiences overseas, claimed he was a big tough guy because he was from the Ukraine,so I asked where in the Ukraine he was from/ where he flew out from at which time he quickly changed his tune to the fact that he's actually from Oregon and moved there shortly after birth.. how quickly stories change. He asked where we were from so I said 'aren't that far from Oregon since we live in Ontario.' He looked confused then proceeded to ask, "in Texas?" No honey, not Texas. Canada, that big country north of Oregon. Upon informing him he was wrong he responded, 'oh, common mistake.' ... Well, no not really, check a map.
Encounter 2 on only the second day of the trip, was while sitting in the airport terminal waiting to board our plane to Nairobi. I was talking to a nice guy who randomly started talking and kindly welcoming us to 'his country' and listing off a bunch of places that we simply must visit. Later he asked what brough us to Kenya and where we were from. I told him we're from Canada and he quickly became very interested saying that he really wants to visit Canada, but hasn't had the chance yet. He asked some interesting questions that I wasn't expecting like what do Canadians eat? The question took me back at first, and I wasn't really sure how to answer, so I started listing basic staple foods like chicken, beef, potatoes, rice, pasta, and fish. Once I said fish he looked blindly at me for a minute then asked 'you have fish in Canada?!' I assured him we most certainly do since the country is flanked by two major oceans and contains a large percentage of the world's fresh water supply. He was shocked. It's conversations like this that we are eagerly anticipating over the next two months!
- Jenn
Flying can pretty much be summed up in one all encompassing word. Death. We are not even halfway through our second flight, and already we cannot wait to touch down. And then chill in Nairobi for 6 hours waiting for our third and final flight. Then, a shower. I'd trade Jenn's right arm for an hour of hot water! And a bathroom that isn't the size of our coat closet.
Our plan right now is to meet Dalton this afternoon, and head to the market to buy the food for the feast we are having tomorrow afternoon. Then potentially hit up the orphanage for a few hours depending on how deathly we feel. Both of us, aside from suffering from jet lag, and lack of sleep, also have feet that are blistered beyond recognition. It's lovely.
We have also met a few seriously.. uh.. unteresting.. people already! But I think I'll let Jenn explain them to you. Oh and coming back through security out of Paris, this time I got patted down! Bahhhh No luck!
If you haven't yet realized, I get grumpy and bitter when I'm tired. :P
- Breezey
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4:22 AM
When travelling it's interesting to discover people's ideas about Canada from abroad. Our first encounter with people's interesting ideas was on the Paris subway from the Eiffel tower enroute back to the airport when we began to talking to an American twenty- something young man who has been travelling Europe the past couple weeks and onward to Africa. We got to talking about his experiences overseas, claimed he was a big tough guy because he was from the Ukraine,so I asked where in the Ukraine he was from/ where he flew out from at which time he quickly changed his tune to the fact that he's actually from Oregon and moved there shortly after birth.. how quickly stories change. He asked where we were from so I said 'aren't that far from Oregon since we live in Ontario.' He looked confused then proceeded to ask, "in Texas?" No honey, not Texas. Canada, that big country north of Oregon. Upon informing him he was wrong he responded, 'oh, common mistake.' ... Well, no not really, check a map.
Encounter 2 on only the second day of the trip, was while sitting in the airport terminal waiting to board our plane to Nairobi. I was talking to a nice guy who randomly started talking and kindly welcoming us to 'his country' and listing off a bunch of places that we simply must visit. Later he asked what brough us to Kenya and where we were from. I told him we're from Canada and he quickly became very interested saying that he really wants to visit Canada, but hasn't had the chance yet. He asked some interesting questions that I wasn't expecting like what do Canadians eat? The question took me back at first, and I wasn't really sure how to answer, so I started listing basic staple foods like chicken, beef, potatoes, rice, pasta, and fish. Once I said fish he looked blindly at me for a minute then asked 'you have fish in Canada?!' I assured him we most certainly do since the country is flanked by two major oceans and contains a large percentage of the world's fresh water supply. He was shocked. It's conversations like this that we are eagerly anticipating over the next two months!
- Jenn
Friday, July 2, 2010
On Flight
So true what they say. Sleeping on a plane is pretty much the equivalent
of a night of drinking.. Minus the drinking.. I've slept probably three
quarters of the flight and feel even worse now than when we started!
Two hours left in our flight, and im just ready to be there. Ps food on
this plane? Not as bad as I expected, the wine was delic. Tonights dish?
Chicken and egg noodles in a red wine sauce, with tuna rice stuff. Twas
alright over all.
Outside our window, we've seen a sunset and sunrise both within a 4 hour time window.. We are getting close. Hopefully Jenn doesn't wanna bean me with a crusty baguette for how grumpy I'm probably going to be in Paris. However, she was warned well in advance.. So any baguette smacking will be returned.. In spades.
- Breezey
Outside our window, we've seen a sunset and sunrise both within a 4 hour time window.. We are getting close. Hopefully Jenn doesn't wanna bean me with a crusty baguette for how grumpy I'm probably going to be in Paris. However, she was warned well in advance.. So any baguette smacking will be returned.. In spades.
- Breezey
Paris
Lola calls it adventure, I call it hell. The unknown. Especially when tired.
So we arrived in Paris and were greeted with the longest line for customs that you could ever imagine. It took us at least an hour to get through that fun line, and as a reward I got a stamp in my passport. Didn't ask me any questions, didn't care why we were there, just stamped my passport and nodded me on. Then we were greeted by this wall of large tv screens that were blinking, in bright alternating yellow and red 'Air Pollution Warning Today'. Epic!
Then onto the subway! One way trip is over 8 euros each to the Eiffel tower. Plus you get to get lost. Fun! But, at last, we arrived at the tower.. Sweaty, tired, and worn out. So we found ourselves a patch of grass and we people watched.
You would not believe the military presence in this country! A little nerve-wracking when you bump into someone and turn to apologize and see they are holding a rifle.
So we arrived in Paris and were greeted with the longest line for customs that you could ever imagine. It took us at least an hour to get through that fun line, and as a reward I got a stamp in my passport. Didn't ask me any questions, didn't care why we were there, just stamped my passport and nodded me on. Then we were greeted by this wall of large tv screens that were blinking, in bright alternating yellow and red 'Air Pollution Warning Today'. Epic!
Then onto the subway! One way trip is over 8 euros each to the Eiffel tower. Plus you get to get lost. Fun! But, at last, we arrived at the tower.. Sweaty, tired, and worn out. So we found ourselves a patch of grass and we people watched.
You would not believe the military presence in this country! A little nerve-wracking when you bump into someone and turn to apologize and see they are holding a rifle.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Getting Through Toronto...
So today, I' had my backpack ripped apart at security. I mean ripped
apart. Every pocket opened, every article moved looking for something,
although, of course she couldn't tell me what was allegedly in my bag.
After the entire thing is scattered all over the table, she then
realizes she has the wrong bag, and quickly apologizes and continues on
to the next poor, unsuspecting soul. Not only that but we were the only
line who had the pleasure of finding out all about what a full body scan
was. Jenn and i were not impressed when we realized that this could
mean that someone in this airport could have naked photos of us. Not ok.
So, now we wonder, do we look like terrorists? Is there a reason that
man specifically sent us to that line? Do we have a sketchy appearance
about us?
Either way, we are now waiting to board our huge double decker plane. Won't lie, ready to sleep the night away, and wake up in Paris! Don't worry, I'll get up and walk around every once in awhile.
Either way, we are now waiting to board our huge double decker plane. Won't lie, ready to sleep the night away, and wake up in Paris! Don't worry, I'll get up and walk around every once in awhile.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
One day until we are off!
So after months of planning and preparation, the day has finally come!
We are leaving on a jet plane tomorrow at 7pm, bound for Kenya. A 12
hour layover in Paris on Friday after our 7 hour flight should be..
interesting.. to say the least. Then onto Nairobi (another 8 hour
flight) where we catch our third, and final, flight to Kitale, where we
will be staying for the first 5 weeks of our stay in Africa.
I'm not too sure of what to expect when we get there, I know our first issue is going to be simply trying to get our luggage from the airport to the lodge. With most of my luggage being for the orphanage, and trying to stuff my stuff in around it all, simply lifting my bags could prove problematic. So here's hoping we can get there without any issues!
Since we don't arrive until Saturday around noon Kenya time ( about 5am our time) we will hopefully be meeting up with Dalton in the afternoon, to buy food for the feast we are having *fingers crossed* Sunday afternoon.
We should be able to hit up an internet cafe Saturday evening, and we can let you know exactly how tired we are from our 3 days of travel!
~Mhea
I'm not too sure of what to expect when we get there, I know our first issue is going to be simply trying to get our luggage from the airport to the lodge. With most of my luggage being for the orphanage, and trying to stuff my stuff in around it all, simply lifting my bags could prove problematic. So here's hoping we can get there without any issues!
Since we don't arrive until Saturday around noon Kenya time ( about 5am our time) we will hopefully be meeting up with Dalton in the afternoon, to buy food for the feast we are having *fingers crossed* Sunday afternoon.
We should be able to hit up an internet cafe Saturday evening, and we can let you know exactly how tired we are from our 3 days of travel!
~Mhea
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
My Safari- Part 1
Lions, tigers, giraffes, cheetahs, wildebeest, zebras, seaturtles, elephants, hippos and monkeys. What do all of these things have in common??
In five months, the answer will be me!!! That's right, I'm heading to Africa this summer! We are talking two months of epic fun. I'll be updating you more as time goes on, however our plan right now is to spend five weeks at the orphanage we've built in my mom's name, and then head out on an adventure for the final 3 weeks, spending some time in Tanzania, (hopefully Rwanda and Uganda) and exploring Kenya's wildlife.
I figured an explanation as to why I have been neglecting my blog once again was in order.
I am so excited!
<3 Mhea
In five months, the answer will be me!!! That's right, I'm heading to Africa this summer! We are talking two months of epic fun. I'll be updating you more as time goes on, however our plan right now is to spend five weeks at the orphanage we've built in my mom's name, and then head out on an adventure for the final 3 weeks, spending some time in Tanzania, (hopefully Rwanda and Uganda) and exploring Kenya's wildlife.
I figured an explanation as to why I have been neglecting my blog once again was in order.
I am so excited!
<3 Mhea
Friday, January 15, 2010
My Relief
Last week, millions of Americans and Canadians who share the love for the hit TV series 'Lost' held their breath as they waited for word from the White House on whether the premiere would be pushed back for the Obama's State of the Union speech.
I was admittedly one of those millions.
Luckily, the White House determined that Lost trumps the President so, we can all relax, sit back and wait to be completely, totally and udderly confused. Anyone who has seen Lost knows that the idea for the show was probably conceived after ingesting large quantities of LSDs and other hallucinogens. Anyone who can come up with such a strange, twisted, confusing, complicated storyline without the help of such drugs should probably be committed. I've often said that I believe that the writers of Lost probably sit around a storyboard getting high. Every once in awhile they move on to something stronger, and that's when the story gets really twisted. Who else could come up with polar bears on a tropical island, moving an island through time, a black cloud monster thing that eats people, etc? And the way everything fits together? Brilliant insanity.
And yet, I, along with millions of other viewers like myself put ourselves through the weekly torment of having no idea of what is going on, assuming that everything will be explained, and all the loose ends shall be tied in the final season. Alas, the producers have let everyone know that our curiosity shall not be satisfied. They will keep us guessing, and probably will have set the stage for fans to be arguing whether it was a good ending or not for decades to come.
I had promised myself I would not get swept up in the Lost phenomenon, much like I did with Twilight. However, once again, I gave in and joined the movement. As a person who hates philosophy, loves it when 2+2=4, and a+b=c, I have a feeling this ending is seriously going to frustrate me!
~Mhea
I was admittedly one of those millions.
Luckily, the White House determined that Lost trumps the President so, we can all relax, sit back and wait to be completely, totally and udderly confused. Anyone who has seen Lost knows that the idea for the show was probably conceived after ingesting large quantities of LSDs and other hallucinogens. Anyone who can come up with such a strange, twisted, confusing, complicated storyline without the help of such drugs should probably be committed. I've often said that I believe that the writers of Lost probably sit around a storyboard getting high. Every once in awhile they move on to something stronger, and that's when the story gets really twisted. Who else could come up with polar bears on a tropical island, moving an island through time, a black cloud monster thing that eats people, etc? And the way everything fits together? Brilliant insanity.
And yet, I, along with millions of other viewers like myself put ourselves through the weekly torment of having no idea of what is going on, assuming that everything will be explained, and all the loose ends shall be tied in the final season. Alas, the producers have let everyone know that our curiosity shall not be satisfied. They will keep us guessing, and probably will have set the stage for fans to be arguing whether it was a good ending or not for decades to come.
I had promised myself I would not get swept up in the Lost phenomenon, much like I did with Twilight. However, once again, I gave in and joined the movement. As a person who hates philosophy, loves it when 2+2=4, and a+b=c, I have a feeling this ending is seriously going to frustrate me!
~Mhea
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
My Puppy
Back when I used to be on here more regularly, David from The Rest is Still Unwritten tried to convince me more than once that trading in the baby for a puppy would be the best course of action. Over time, I came to agree that we did need a puppy, although there is no way in hell I'd give up my BabyBoy! :P On October 2, 2o09, we picked out my newest baby. This is Toby. He's a Golden Retriever, and the SWEETEST dog ever. He and BabyBoy get along alright, they have their attention issues, and sometimes enjoy harassing one another for the hell of it, however all in all, an amazing pair.
Both of my babies
He's gonna be a scholar. My smart puppy!
Halloween '09
The most recent pic I have.
Both of my babies
He's gonna be a scholar. My smart puppy!
Halloween '09
The most recent pic I have.He's got a claim on my passenger seat, however will give it up most graciously. He's in his second level of obedience school, and is doing very well! He can have a bit of a stubborn streak, he doesn't like what we are doing, he'll just sit down and refuse to move, looking at me like 'Oh sure! You first!'. He's terrified of blenders. He loves his treat ball and playing fetch. He's my baby!
~ Mhea
~ Mhea
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
My Obsession
The theater has always been a wonder to me. Growing up near Stratford, On, which is pretty well known for it's Shakespeare Festival Theater, I've always loved going to the fabulous plays they put on. My favourites thus far being The King and I and Oliver!. They do amazing musicals!
For the past few years, Christopher Plummer has been starring in a few of the plays, (for those of you who don't know, Christopher Plummer played Captain Von Trapp in the movie Sound of Music) and I cannot wait to see him onstage!
There's something about musicals that just make me so happy. I can't stop smiling, and the tunes are stuck in my head for weeks! Then I buy the soundtrack, movie, and whatever else I can get my hands on! I've always dreamed of getting up on stage and performing, however have never attempted it. I have the greatest respect for actors. I've heard that the reason the characters start singing is because they've reached such an emotional state of being that words just aren't enough, and clearly hearing the words in song is a bazillion times better!
Below I've posted two videos from youtube. Both are written and performed by the same group, StarKid, a bunch of graduated Michigan College kids. I've only put on Act One Scene One from each play, but I think you'll get the idea.
The first one is a musical they wrote called a Very Potter Musical. I was a bit skeptical at first, since I wasn't really a Harry Potter fan, however they changed it all up and made it absolutely hilarious!
The second video is from a play they wrote called 'Me and My Dick'. OMG. Hilarious! How people think this stuff up is beyond me! They wrote the entire musical themselves. Like I said, this is just A1S1, and it just gets more and more hilarious as it goes on!
Essentially, what it comes down to is my intense love and obsession with all things musical. The story, the emotion, the intensity. I heart it all!
For the past few years, Christopher Plummer has been starring in a few of the plays, (for those of you who don't know, Christopher Plummer played Captain Von Trapp in the movie Sound of Music) and I cannot wait to see him onstage!
There's something about musicals that just make me so happy. I can't stop smiling, and the tunes are stuck in my head for weeks! Then I buy the soundtrack, movie, and whatever else I can get my hands on! I've always dreamed of getting up on stage and performing, however have never attempted it. I have the greatest respect for actors. I've heard that the reason the characters start singing is because they've reached such an emotional state of being that words just aren't enough, and clearly hearing the words in song is a bazillion times better!
Below I've posted two videos from youtube. Both are written and performed by the same group, StarKid, a bunch of graduated Michigan College kids. I've only put on Act One Scene One from each play, but I think you'll get the idea.
The first one is a musical they wrote called a Very Potter Musical. I was a bit skeptical at first, since I wasn't really a Harry Potter fan, however they changed it all up and made it absolutely hilarious!
The second video is from a play they wrote called 'Me and My Dick'. OMG. Hilarious! How people think this stuff up is beyond me! They wrote the entire musical themselves. Like I said, this is just A1S1, and it just gets more and more hilarious as it goes on!
Essentially, what it comes down to is my intense love and obsession with all things musical. The story, the emotion, the intensity. I heart it all!
Monday, January 11, 2010
My Return
I'm back! :)
Ok so things that have happened since the last time I posted:
- Finished my summer of wedding after wedding. Thank God! However now a whole whack more people just got engaged, so next summer isn't looking much better!
- Finished up my summer job running the daycamp for underpriviledged kids. Twas a good summer! The kids were (for the most part) pretty good! Very little police involvement, and no SWAT team!
- I got a puppy! Toby is now five and a half months old, a Golden Retriever, and amazing!! Pics to follow.
- I'm still at home with BabyBoy, who is doing amazing!! He's a fabulous little boy!
- I'm starting courses, planning on starting back to college/ university in September 2011 for Social Work with a minor in Culinary Arts!
That's pretty much all the major stuff that has been going on! Still living in a little hole-in-the-wall town where nothing happens! Which is alright for the present.
Well, I think that's it! Talk soon!
- Mhea
Ok so things that have happened since the last time I posted:
- Finished my summer of wedding after wedding. Thank God! However now a whole whack more people just got engaged, so next summer isn't looking much better!
- Finished up my summer job running the daycamp for underpriviledged kids. Twas a good summer! The kids were (for the most part) pretty good! Very little police involvement, and no SWAT team!
- I got a puppy! Toby is now five and a half months old, a Golden Retriever, and amazing!! Pics to follow.
- I'm still at home with BabyBoy, who is doing amazing!! He's a fabulous little boy!
- I'm starting courses, planning on starting back to college/ university in September 2011 for Social Work with a minor in Culinary Arts!
That's pretty much all the major stuff that has been going on! Still living in a little hole-in-the-wall town where nothing happens! Which is alright for the present.
Well, I think that's it! Talk soon!
- Mhea
Monday, August 10, 2009
Always loved, Never forgotten.
One year holds so many things...
Smiles... Laughs... Problems... Solutions... Sunny Days.. Chilly Nights... Travelling.. Birthdays... Anniversaries.. Holidays...
So many things make up a year. So many things happen. And you don't realize how many little things you take for granted, until you lose someone close. You don't realize how much you miss the little conversations, the constant annoying msn messages and the consistant nose butting into our lives.
You don't realize how much changes, how much this single event, this one person leaving your everyday routine will change you. How when once you were patient, forgiving and open, you find yourself frustrated, angry and harsh. When the silliest reminders make you cry, and feel like your heart is breaking all over again.
One year. But seems like a million.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Love...
Growing up, I never had a real urge to get married. I want kids, but have never wanted what I considered the hassle of a husband. I never really could grasp the concept of real, true love. I saw fairy tale love which I considered a sham from the first. I'd seen too many broken relationships to fall for such foolishness, even though in a dark corner of my heart, I longed for it to be true.
Sounds ridiculous, but in the back of my mind I've always had the notion that we have a type of family curse. Not too many women in my family have survived one marriage, most making it through at least two or three. I've always had a thought in the back of my mind that I don't want to go through that kind of hurt.
But then something happened. No, I didn't meet his eyes across the room and know that true love exits. This isn't even about a boy, or at least my boy. This is about two people I hold close to my heart. A dear friend of mine, Katrina, and by extension, her new husband, Levi.
When I found out they were to be engaged, I was surprised! Time flies and I hadn't really realized how long they had been together! When I was talking to Katrina, I only had one question, and being as I didn't know Levi, nor had seen them together, I think it was fair. "Do you love him?". Katrina's answer was a resounding "DO I?!"- and coming from Katrina, that is all I needed. I was instantly happy for her.
She knew my feelings on marrying young, how I thought people were getting married too young, and not giving themselves time for adventure and to enjoy their youth. She maintained that she was still going to have adventures, and what's better than to enjoy them with the person you love most in the whole world?! I can't argue with that!
Then I saw a picture of theirs, an engagement photo. They are both under an umbrella, and looking at one another. They both look so happy, so in love, so blissful. The love that shines there is unlike what I have ever seen before Mature. Giving. Selfless.
Then, the wedding. I must tell you, she looked radiant. Absolutely stunning. And they looked amazing together! The way they looked at each other was- well, there was no other word for it than epic. The love that shone from their faces was so pure.. so unhindered.. so.. amazing.
Now they are off on a VERY extended honeymoon, three months or more travelling around France, Europe and heaven knows where else! Katrina is certainly getting her adventure!
I shan't lie. They have definitely laid all of my past doubts about marriage to rest. When you see them with one another, I think it might be worth the risk..
So here's to Katrina and Levi, long may your love last.
<3> Mhea
Thursday, July 23, 2009
why the need??
I was raised in a Christian home. I grew up with the mindset of most Christians. The shallow, religious Sunday School answers, and not really diving fully into what my faith really means. When my mom was killed, well, even before that when I was diagnosed with depression, I started questioning. I stopped going to church for quite awhile, and just became numb to the whole thing.
Fellow 'Christians' became drama seekers, and a pain in my ass. They all want the inside scoop, and would judge and gossip about my family and I. Not something I want to deal with.
Lately I've begun going back to church and to a Bible Study to make people around me know that I'm not a heathen, and am trying to make an effort. But it pisses me off! These little brats sit there all high and mighty judging me, yet not questioning their own faith.
Yesterday I was told that the definition of sin is the nature of humans. I fully disagree. I believe that sin is a word, thought or action which would be in opposition with what God wants.
I was also told that a certain percentage is destined for Heaven, and the rest for Hell. I personally think that is bullshit. I believe that if you are 'good' in your deeds, and aren't loving towards people, you judge and discriminate, then you aren't exactly following God's laws either!
Last week I was told that all things can be done through prayer if you just believe. And if it doesn't work, you don't really believe. Bahhhhh...
Then they had 15 minutes for prayer time. Well, I'm sorry but God and I are on a break, we really aren't speaking at the moment. So don't ask me too pray for the group/ in front of the group/ with the group. Trust me. I have my reasons, and they are pretty damn good ones too.
I don't know if I can continue attending! It frustrates me to no end! If we disagree with something, they just throw out another Bible verse, that has nothing to do with the situation, time period etc.
They like picking apart every word of the Bible when it has been translated from another language, one that has twice as many words than the english language. Grrrrrrrr...
"The greatest turnoff to christianity everywhere is christians themselves." - my favourite quote on the matter.
Ok, I'm off to work. Have a good one all :)
<3> Mhea
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Tired...
Tis summer.. and to some, that means sitting back, relaxing, and taking in the fresh air. For me it means 35 kids, one coworker, a constant headache and a surprising desire for liquor.
I'm running a daycamp for low income housing kids. They are good kids, and have so much potential, however because of their lot in life, acting out is common- in a big way. Every day I get home and flop down, ready for bed. The emotional drain these kids take outta you is insane! This is my third year doing this job, so I know most of the parents and kids. Doesn't make it any easier. Every day I wonder why I'm doing this. And then a child comes up and says that I'm their favourite, or that they love me, or just gives me a hug, and I remember.
These kids just need love. They need a firm caring hand. Sometimes its hard to not get carried away and get frustrated (I'll admit I'm guilty of that in a big way!) but they really just need someone there to listen, to care.
I keep having to remind myself of this. Even if I can help one child, my summer will be worth it.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
People ALWAYS leave.
I have a theory...
People always leave. It's a rule. And sometimes I forget that.. and I let myself get too close to someone, or know too much about me.. and it always bites me in the ass.
When I used to have bffs, I'd never tell them too much about me.. I'd keep it so we were always talking about them.. it was better that way.. what they don't know can't hurt me. Ever.
So the bffs I thought I had need to go. Clearly trust is something I've become a lil too free with.
Friends.. friends are good.. not too personal.. its a good thing.. I need to go back to having friends.. and only friends..
bffs are of the past my friends.. of the past..
I think part of my anger and frustration with everything stems from my mom's anniversary of her death. Since then I've constantly been pissy and bitchy. and Definitely okay wiht it. I dont wanna deal with any more bullshit. I may or may not have started redirecting that anger at my friend... ugh.. I am my biggest downfall..
Sunday, June 7, 2009
My Enemy
I am my biggest downfall
I am my own worst enemy.
I sabotage the best things in my life
In fear of the worst.
I refuse to get hurt
By anyone, ever.
If I think there's that chance,
It's goodbye forever.
I will not cry
Over anyone or thing.
I'll stay strong for me
It's all I can do
I am my biggest downfall
I am my own worst enemy.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Angel girl
Halo..
I never promised you a ray of light
I never promised there'd be sunshine everyday
I'll give you everything I have The good the bad...
Why do you put me on a pedestal?
I'm so up high that I can't see the ground below
So help me down, you've got it wrong
I don't belong there
[Chorus]
One thing is clear
I wear a halo
I wear a halo when you look at me
But standing from here
You wouldn't say so
You wouldn't say so if you were me
I always said that I would make mistakes
I'm only human and that's my saving grace
I fall as hard as I try
So don't be blinded
See me as I really am
I have flaws and sometimes I even sin
So pull me from that pedestal,
I don't belong there One thing is clear
I wear a halo
I wear a halo when you look at me
but standing from here
you wouldn't say so...
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