Business. Business. Business. The more I write this word, the further I get from it.
There is a reason I switched my major from the B-word to Communication Studies. I can communicate, I understand hidden media messages, I get the power of rhetoric, and I love the concept of freedom. Art, speech, creativity and subjectivity are all things I can and enjoy wrapping my brain around. But a business plan... It sounds like a lot.. of... work.... I'll start. Today.
I am sitting at the Blue Pumpkin (my favorite restaurant in Cambodia) lounging on a white sofa, with my Pro-puter and ready. But first, let's talk about my day.
Another day at COSO orphanage and I feel good. I have a mighty strong cold that does not want to exit my body and insisted on staying for over a month now... shew! go! but achuuuu is all I get in response. With the money I have bee raising over the past 2 months I was able to purchase many necesities for the children, and to add to the list, I got a new burner (their version of our oven) for the orphanage. This will expedidte the cooking process. I held 1 English class today- Class A (for the little ones) and we each drew ourselves in our environments. We then moved into a little ABCs and concluded with fresh fruit from the market!
I must begin the process of writing my business plan for my R Peace Project (that's the best name I got so far...) so that I can get this non-profit up and running asap. Getting to it nowwwwwwwwwww
meow.
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