Raising Money

There are 11 Days to go until Kenya. The priority right now is to raise money for my scholarship fund.

We are raising money for two girls, Millicent and Ruth (http://www.uhuruopen.com/new-girls.php).

Personally, I believe we can raise enough so I will personally present a check of $1300 US to the Alliance Girls High School and empower these talented young women in their educational pursuits. Every little bit that we can raise helps –from a donation of $25.00 (that’s just lunch for one week) to $500, I know that we can make this happen.

I hope that you will partner with me in giving through the link provided:
(http://www.uhuruopen.com/new-donations.php).

Asante Sana

Less than two weeks to go. ..

Until what, you say? Until kenya. That's right - AfroBabe is headed to Kenya, the Motherland, Nairobi - I am on my way. On January 1st, I am finally fulfilling a dream - leaping, and hoping the net will appear on my trip to Kenya. I will be staying with the family of a friend, which I hope is ok, and I am looking forward to it.

I am trying to finish all of my papers and finals in time for my two week excursion. Look for updates on the following:

1. Countdown to Kenya
2. Amsterdam for 3 hours
3. Nairobi

More to Come...

~J

PVD

That's right, I have it. PVD stands for, "post-vacation depression." I have been back from my vacation for over two weeks and the sweet tonic of sun,sand, and sin will not leave me. I have told everyone about my Jamaican vacation and I still can't get it out of my system. I don't know why. Maybe it is the complete lack of culture in Cambridge. Maybe it is the drudgery of school. I don't know what's wrong with me, but something is wrong. I just don't care about stuff anymore. My writing has fallen off, my class attendance is slacking, and all I can think about are plane tickets to Negril. Stop me before I vacation again.

JAG

Dang. It has been a long time since I have posted anything. However, I don't think anybody reads this blog, which is ok. I am mad stressed. I don't have enough hours in the day to do what I want/need to do, and it is starting to work on my nerves. The guy I had a crush on is married and, well in Boston, they turn on the lights at nightclubs at 2am, which is stupid. There. Next post will be nicer...or not.

J

Did I tell you about the slammin' new year's party in DC?

Well, when you mix burgeoning intellectuals, a few cool gay guys, my tightest girls, and my conservative Christian friend from 3 rd grade you get...a party.

Happy New Year!

2006 is going to be awesome or
better than 2005 at least.

Hope you are happier and healthier this year.

J