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Seashell by the seashore

Journal Entry 33

9/10/13

-There are 10 types of people in the world. Those who understand binary, and those who do not.

I have one thing to say. Panamanian buses suck. They keep them at icebox levels of coldness, and the windows don’t even open. Meaning that every time I had the urge to puke, there was nowhere to do it. The bathroom is also locked. I ended up having to mentally (and literally) talk myself down from the feeling of upchucking the measly dinner I was able to stomach. Read the rest of this entry »

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Stormy Weather

Journal Entry 32

8/10/13

-Quick! What’s the number for 9-1-1?!

At some point last night the power went out. And when it came back on, the electricity was so weak that it couldn’t even power the fan. Candles had to be lit even with the lights on, and it was ridiculously hot. I woke up at four and stayed awake, unable to sleep but still pretending to. The mom came in at some point and stroked my forehead. And thus began my last day in Guabito Panama. Read the rest of this entry »

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Pylon

Hello, HoverDad here (although you may have already guessed that by the author line, assuming I set this thing up to show the author.  If not, tough).  Our year (and by year, we really meant eleven months, but who’s counting?) in Guabito, Panama has come to an end, ten months early.  Our Lils has scampered off, and is at this moment (assuming that you are reading this within ten hours or so of posting) on a bus to the Big City.  Yes, she is off to La Chorrera, Panama!  Oh, that’s not the Big City?  Well la-dee-da.  Fine.  The bigger than Guabito city.  La Chorrera, home to waterfalls, famous sportsball people, and most importantly, some basic infrastructure that was unfortunately lacking in Guabito.

I would have loved to have seen Lils finish out her exchange in Guabito, but since it is an educational exchange, not a humanitarian exchange, she had to move on to somewhere with the electricity and running water and reliable class schedule that she needed for her education.  And really, I’d think they would want someone more human for a humanitarian exchange . . .

Anyway . . . good luck Lils.  Hopefully your 200 year bus ride won’t be too exhausting.  And if anyone has any ideas on how Guabito, a town surrounded by rivers, can create a reliable water supply, maybe we can ship Lils back down there to work on the water system in a few years on a humanitarian exchange.  She should be able to withstand the horrors of drain grime by then.

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Carol

Journal Entry 25

1/10/13

-I’m an angel, honest! The horns are just there to keep the halo straight!

Today came with a pleasant surprise. We were allowed to wear jeans and other shoes to school. I don’t exactly know why, but I was pretty glad. I chose to wear my (Maddy’s) boots, which I oh so dearly love, and with no amount of sarcasm. Don’t worry Maddy, I love you more! We had to wear the same white blouse thing as normal, but mine are all ridiculously big. So I borrowed one of Nataly’s. My skirts are also way way to big, even though they almost fit me when I first got them. I have to wear my belt with both of my shorts, and my clingy shirts aren’t so clingy anymore. It’s kinda nice. I actually fit into my clothes now. I also managed to sleep last night. Which was absolutely lovely. Not that it did much for my sanity… Read the rest of this entry »

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Playing dominoes

Journal Entry 24

30/9/13

-A ghost could be humping you right now, and you’d never know.

I did not sleep. Ok, I went to bed at ten, got to sleep around twelve (I blame the “bed” being in quotations), woke up at two, went back to sleep, woke up again at three to hear little scuttering and clicking noises which I had no interest in investigating, then woke up again at 4:47, and decided, fuck this, I’m gonna be woken up in thirteen minutes to get ready for school anyways, which doesn’t even start till 7. Also, loud bass is not conducive to an easy, or even possible, sleep. Someone in the nearby vicinity (oh wait, that included the entire fucking town!) likes to play their “music” between twelve pm and three am. The only time it stops is during a fucking power outage, which luckily happens quite frequently. Read the rest of this entry »

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Lils prancing

Journal Entry 23

29/9/13

-Alfie, why is there a sinister beeping coming from behind me?

Ok, time to stop trying to sleep and do something productive! * brushes hair for about two minutes * Well, in my defense, I really need sleep to deal with today’s shit. Nataly’s cousin wandered in when they did, last night, at eleven pm. So glad I did not go with them. There would have been Hell then, instead of just last night and this morning. Well, about eleven, they come into the room, where I am pretending to sleep, not wanting to talk. I notice a second person, and because Elizabeth isn’t supposed to show up until today, I played the peeking game for a while. It was Nataly’s cousin, whose mom I wrote about a while back, the one who was making recycled flower pots and stuff. They turned on the light, and of course, I get an itch from one of the bug bites on my shin. But I really don’t want them to know that I am awake. They get ready for bed, turn off the light, rustle around looking for something, turn the light back on, find it, and turn off the light, sharing Nataly’s bottom bunk. Okay, I’ll finally get some sleep. Read the rest of this entry »

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Nasty drain

Journal Entry 22

28/9/13

-I’m not antisocial. I’m creative, and I don’t like you.

Okay, home alone. Time to party! Or take a shower. Actually, party first, get really high, and then the shower might be somewhat bearable! Fuck, never mind, it doesn’t matter how many happy pills I take, the water is still going to be brown. And coming from a bucket. And rainbowy from the oils on top. And guess what! When I dumped the water that was occupying thee bucket down the drain, I found four spider carcasses and several other smaller bugs. Good thing I was alone, ’cause the noise I made was quite pathetic. So everyone can share in my pain, I included photos of parts of the bathroom for everyone to enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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Elizabeth and Nataly

Journal Entry 21

27/9/13

-Life, it’s like God’s way of kicking your sorry ass out of heaven and yelling “And don’t come back!”. Death, it’s like God’s way of dragging you back up to heaven by your collar, mumbling “Okay, I think you’ve done enough damage…”

I have no clue what’s going on. Yesterday was a no school day. And I thought it was Friday. So imagine my surprise when I was awoken at five o’clock to get ready for school. On the plus side, I finally got a shower. On the downside, it was still out of a bucket. With cold water. And my stomach still hurts. Read the rest of this entry »

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Touch me and die

Journal Entry 19

25/9/13

-I did not trip and fall. I attacked the floor and I believe that I am winning.

Today was another abnormal school day. All we’ve done is do a skit, and now we seem to be playing dress-up. Or maybe it’s Have Lillie Strip In The Classroom And Put On A God-Awful Dress Thing. Which is way too tight in the shoulders. You know, either one works. And, sorry, but boys, hands off my fucking buttons. Unless we have been dating for quite a while, you will not take off my shirt for me. And definitely not at school. I do not need boys to help me change my clothes. Fuck, I don’t need anyone. I’m a big girl now, and I’ve figured out that 98% of the time, the left shoe does in fact go on the left foot. That extra 2% is usually for fun. Or just to fuck with someone.

My hair is all gross and stringy, and it smells really bad. Who am I kidding, I smell bad. My hands get all oily just brushing against my hair, and it looks all wet and shiny in the mirror, which I have taken to avoiding. I need a fucking shower with real water. And I need a flushing toilet. My plan before I left the States was to stick it out for three months. It seemed reasonable. Read the rest of this entry »

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