So I´ve had to make some changes in my plans due to several events, over which I have little control.

Kayte, has been forced to abandon here AFS exchange mid-year, due to rules, and AFS staffers who are a little to harsh and un-understanding to be in charge of an exchange program. With this, she decided to plan the next 8 years of her life out, and left me in a tight spot. No worries though, I always pull through and think of something else.

So, this leaves me trying to organize an effort that I realize I´d been organizing on my own all along. I took a hard look at how things were going, and how things weren´t going, and decided to scratch my whole plan and start over.

I´ve been thinking about jumping ship to Africa after senior year, as opposed to S. America. Uganda seems to be my favorite right now, due to their schools (800$ tuition is my friend). Trying to figure out where I want to go after that. I know I shouldn´t try to plan my life so far ahead when certainly my gustos will change, but I like to feel like I´ve got something to work for.

It´s no fun not having a sense of purpose. That´s what I get for not being religious.

So afterwards, I´m not sure. I´d like to pick up some professional military experience just ´cause, but I don´t want to commit 5 years of my life to the French Foreign Legion, nor do I at all like the prospect of America´s fighting force. Blech. Maybe I´ll be a bush doctor. That actually looks rather appealing. I´m still hopelessly in love with film, however, and I know I´ll always regret not having gone to Chapman or Santa Fe after HS, but maybe I can still work with that. You just don´t here that much about film in Africa.

Cuba´s still on the horizon. Can´t let that island fall into American hands when Castro goes down (and America does have plans-this I have on good intel). Murky water.

We´ll see.

Say hello to everyone back home. That means everyone.

Alex
in Paraguay.