all i can think about in africa is
i hate myself a little, for being white
i hate myself a little, for being american
i hate myself a little, for being a college student
babies playing with newspaper in the street
i can't forget simple things, and the water in the shower is an icy trickle
there is no heat, it is winter here and at night it is forty degrees
and everyone else around me is complaining
they miss their clothes and their warm showers and their families and boyfriends, their girlfriends
i miss these things too but seriously we just got here and
this is africa and like a girl on my program who reminds me of taylor, named carrie says
what did you expect?
