So I get on Facebook the other day and there’s a message waiting for me from this person I don’t know whatsoever named Joseph Usabuwera. I read it and it is someone my uncle met in Kigali, Rwanda when he visited on numerous occasions. I added him because he asked and I thought it was so sweet that he went out of his way to find me and tell me how kind my uncle is. I know the basis of what my uncle does in Africa. He went there the first time to visit the memorials of the 1994 Rwanda genocide. After being affected by that, he went back to teach art and help the destroyed villages regain a little happiness by painting murals on the sides of their buildings. He scaled Mount Kilimanjaro and had people sponsor him per foot he climbed to put towards a clean water system in this village. He continues returning and has also helped them to create a sunflower oil business and is trying to help them earn money from it. He is a huge sponsor there and I admire him greatly for it. He makes me so proud, and I can truly call him my hero. I want so badly to follow in his footsteps and help do what he does there. Now that i’m eighteen I truly want him to bring me along so I can help make a difference in these people’s lives. So many people say that they want to go to Africa to help people, but I really mean it. With all of my heart. And I have a way to do it. With my uncle. Who truly inspires me every day that I can achieve anything. I love him. And I truly hope that I can get to Rwanda, to these people, and help.
I didn’t write my journal in a long time because I’ve been very busy with my job. But now its quiet so I will write. Also because I’m bored. My mom says that I’m trouble when I’m bored. Sometimes when I’m bored I like to visit my friends’ offices. Bill doesn’t like it when I visit his office even though we’re partners and equal. Bill also doesn’t let me drive anymore. He says I’m a “hazard to civilians”. We had a driving adventure. That’s what Nina calls it. She says “Gary, tell me about your driving adventure.” then Bill makes a noise and walks away if he’s close and Nina only asks me when he’s close. I don’t think he’s very happy when I talk about it. It’s because he yelled a lot. That’s what I tell everyone. Its true. I don’t lie. He yelled at me to brake and he was very nervous I think. I’m a good driver though. My mom didn’t want me to work anymore with Doctor Rosen and my friends. Its because at dinner she asked me how work was going and I said that its a secret and need to know. And she said she needs to know because she’s my mom and that’s true so I told her. But then she got upset. Then she wouldn’t let me go to work but I went anyway when she was busy because I knew my friends needed my help. She wanted me to work with my uncle Alan but I don’t work for him, I work for Doctor Rosen. I helped my friends and I got to be in charge of a mission to help an Alpha. That’s because I’m an adult and I’m very good at what I do. That’s why I got to be in charge. But then a man held a shotgun at me. They’re okay guns but I don’t like it when they’re pointed at me. I told him I’m a secret agent but then Bill came and helped me because we’re partners. He’s very good at his job too. My mom shouldn’t worry about my job because my friends look out for me and keep me safe. Like Bill. He kept me safe. And Hicks kept me safe too. He made sure I didn’t get hurt by David Burton with the bad breath. I have good friends so my mom shouldn’t worry.
Haa this was jokes yesterday.. Soo in between the burial and reception my uncle slipped us out to his flat round the corner and hoooked us up mayne!! I call that nigga the doctor unc.. Haha love my uncle Alan..
‘86 Good Beer Guide by Mike Via Flickr: Zoe’s Uncle Alan bestowed upon me his signed copy of Michael Jackson’s 1986 Pocket Guide to Good Beer. I am looking forward to hearing the story behind the book’s inscription. It is a great gift. BTW, Uncle Alan said he still has a second copy too!
Alan had been coming back for a reaping assignment and blinked as he looked back over at Michael. He had actually somewhat forgot it was on his head. Laughing a bit, the brunet gently took it off and held it out to the other man.
“I think so too. I was done with a reaping and I walked by some little girls in the park who were trying to make some crowns with the flowers they found. I know how to make them, so I sat down and helped them for a little bit since my reports aren’t due for three days anyways. One of the girls gave this to me as thanks. It’s pretty good considering I just taught her.”
Hey, I'm stubborn, sarcastic, passionate, kinda lazy tbh, creative and introverted. My face tagged is tagged/moi :)
Name: Marissa Morell
You are a: Sorcerer
BFF: Laura Hale
Dating/Involved with: Derek Hale
Enemy: The Alpha Pack
Backstory: You were raised in a family where talking about sorcery, magic, and all things supernatural was a casual dinner topic, in a town where there seemed to be more supernatural than human. Your mother, Marin, and Uncle Alan taught you just about everything you know, in hopes that you’d one day find a pack of your own to join. They’d never expected you to be this powerful, powerful enough to take down half of the Alpha pack with just a flick of your wrist. Honestly, though, neither did you. Or Laura. Or Derek. Literally, you had no idea. You can’t really say you didn’t let it go to your head, considering during pack meetings if someone asked you to get the chips, you’d say, “I already took down half of the Alpha Pack on my own, and now you want me to get the chips? Pffff, ungrateful…” tainted with nothing but sarcasm and fondness. That didn’t mean you left your spot on the couch, though. You’d never betray your baby like that.
* You look most like: Paige
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