day401

hey America.

yesterday i rapped.

in front of the whole school.

bymyself.

was i nervous?

nah.

ok....

maybe a little.

but it all ended well and no one laughed.

for 27 days i won't have school.

i can't figure out what i'm gonna do for that long.

i hope to go with my uncle to Mombassa[coast of kenya, eqivalent to a hotter Cape Cod]

i also got my Report Card....

the most dreaded piece of paper that students in kenya get 3 times a year.

and i got a C% average.

not the best, not the worst.

but it could be better.

i got a lecture about my grades from my uncle, grandmother, and grandfather.

the lecture is understandable.

it's the "all three of them" part i don't get.

but life goes on.

as they say in kenya "hakunua matata".

well actually...

they don't really say it.

i heard it once here.

and the person who said it was referring to THE LION KING.

once.

and i've been here for 401days.

apparently the phrase was made up by Americans in a different language.

well i'll post later, i'm going to clean my shoes.

with my hands.

it's not as hard as you might think.

you should try it sometime.

later.

ps. i didn't mean to offend any older people who read my last post.  

but if you are older, can you truly admit you know about Linkin Park?