I wear my sunglasses at night..

I have a few minutes to myself and my Internet happens to be working at the same time, so I figured I would add some pictures while I can (:

These are the days of my life....

I spend a lot of time at Christmas parties...

costume parties are the best.

I occasionally have sleepovers...

taking interesting pictures is the best part (:

I recently learned how to row a boat...

after about 20 minutes we stopped spinning in circles.

I went to the mountains.


The girls and I decided to go for a hike...


this is as far away from the cottages as we got before deciding to go to the pool instead (:



We spent our day here (:
YO BABBA, it was nice!!
WAAAYYY better than sweating our way up a mountain like the boys.


We were always the loudest table in the restaurant.


And the coolest, obvs.

Everyday I have "help" getting ready,
it only takes about 3 times longer to get ready than if I were to do it myself.

But I am the luckiest girl in the world, I am reminded of that everyday. The things these kids say and do make everything worthwhile.
For example today, I was sitting with some of the boys in my house and we were watching one of their school concerts. I said something about one of the boys in the show looking like he was afraid of the girl he was dancing with.
One of the boys said, "Well maybe the boy doesn't like girls".
Then another piped in and said, "Yeah, girls bite!".
Yo, I laughed and laughed. It was so funny!! He was sooo serious about the whole thing.


It definitely is the little things that make life worthwhile (:


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We're the three best friends that anyone could have....

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So, I haven't made a post in like forever, and I feel realllly guilty. Every time I have gone near a computer I can just hear my mom's voice, "Make a post Devyn. Keep me updated Devyn". But, my internet tends to be very good at not working when I want it to, and I have been crazy busy lately. I will post pictures and stories later, but tonight I have to write about my BFFFFF (:

At Lambano, there are two volunteers besides myself, Sarah and Liz. Sarah is the logical one. She makes all our decisions for us and takes care of us. I call her Auntie Sarah (:
Liz is the laid back, chill one. She makes me almost pee my pants just about everyday. She is my BFF (:
Martha works in the office. She reminds me all the time that I am not in small town Superior anymore and that I am in Johannesburg, South Africa. She likes to tell me how naive I am. She also likes to tell me I cannot do a lot of things, like hangout out with the boys I meet at the mall. I call her mom (:
She has now adopted me, whether she likes it or not.

LIZZIE
my BFF (:


This girl will be leaving this week and I have noooo idea what I will do without her!!
I spend every morning with her during school runs. It has become our morning ritual that I sing Adele's Someone Like You to her as well as sing and dance to Moves Like Jagger for her. I know she looks forward to it EVERY SINGLE DAY (: I am sure she is heartbroken to know when she goes home I won't be able to sing to her ALL THE TIME.
I will have to skype her everyday just to call her LIZZZAAYYY!!! (: She really, really loves it when I scream this and shake my arms and hips (:


She is usually the only one who understands my jokes, or at least laughs at them. Everyone else just shakes their heads.
I always tell her first when I fall in love with a new guy, which is about every five minutes. I think I may have said I am in love with about half of Johannesburg's men by now. She usually just looks at me and says, "Yes, Devyn. Which boy are you not in love with??". I am really trying to be a one man woman, but it is kind of a lot of work. But once I find my sugar daddy.....
I am just joking, I told Liz she could hit me if I kept talking about finding a sugar daddy (:



So basically, she is just amazing and I am so happy I have her in my life!!
It will not be the same without her around, but I have Auntie Sarah to lean on (:
My Lizzziieee Poooo (:
I will miss you a bunch and I am going to so blow up your facebook wall everyday (:
I will miss our Seattle Coffee visits, our Adele jam sessions, J. Biebs Fridays which turned into Jk Nicki Minaj Fridays, our never ending search for red velvet cake cupcakes, Tasha's for breakfast, our mini Bible studies in the office, our tea and coffee time, and most of all I will miss our moments when neither one of us can stop laughing and we don't really know why we were laughing in the first place (:

We are the DREAM TEAM, BABY!!! (:

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BTW: Anyone who would like to donate to any charity, anywhere in the world, please do not send dresses made out of dirty pillowcases. The Children don't wear them, we volunteers turn on LMFAO's Sexy and I Know It and dance around the office. Clearly the song is fitting (:

Hey Lady ;)

So Monday night, I decided I was hungry and went inside the main house to get something to eat. Three of the kids were still eating their dinner at the table so I sat down with them. I sit down and barely take a bite before I realize this is going to turn into an interrogation.
One of the boys sits across from me and he says, "Auntie Devyn, where were you born?"
I said Duluth, Minnesota.
He said, "What's Minnesota??"
So I explained it is a state next to Wisconsin.
"Oh, Alright. Auntie Devyn, how were you born?"
I said, "Well, my mom had a surgery..."
"Auntie Devyn!! That is not how babies are born!!", the little girl yells.
I said, "Yes, sometimes that is how babies are born."
I tried to kind of explain it, but I didn't get anywhere. They ended up telling me all the ways they thought babies were born, and they asked me how I was going to have my babies. Well, this topic has come up before and I told them I was only going to adopt. But this is not an acceptable answer apparently, because they went on to tell me how I was going to have my babies, and adoption was not part of it.
They were also telling how I was going to meet my husband. He is going to raise his eyebrows at me, and in a voice just like Johnny Bravo he will say, "Hey Lady! Wanna go out on a date sometime?", or "Hey Lady! You got some nice boobies". It sounds like he will be a real winner, ney?

Today, I was sitting with a couple of the younger girls, and they were giving me tips on how to get a boyfriend. I don't dress well enough I guess. So I asked what I should do, and this is what I was told:
-I need to not wear jeans all the time, I need to get a nice red dress
-I need to wear more lip gloss
-I need to get an earring in my nose and in my tongue
-I need to wear high heels
-and I need to do my hair nicely more often
This is what the boys like.
I listened, but I will most likely not be taking any of their advice. I am going to continue to wear my jeans and there is no way I will even attempt to wear high heels, sorry boys.
These kids don't seem to understand that there are some things that don't really concern them. Which is fine I suppose, because I am having a great time listening to their advice (:

They never fail to make your day, whether they are giving you advice on how to pick up cute boys, explaining how cute boys are going to pick you up, or trying to predict the way your babies are going to be born.


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First (:

Well, I have decided to start a blog, basically to get my mom off my back. Apparently I am not writing in my diary enough for her liking. Writing in a diary sounds nice, but it is sooo boring. I am like pumped up for a week or two, and then its like, really, I have much better things to do than write about my day. Like eat, sleep, Facebook, read Cosmo, and drool over Mike Posner music videos, obviously. So the next best thing, I suppose, would be to write in a blog.

Lately, I have been volunteering at Lambano Sanctuary in South Africa. My life these days revolves around 40 children. I do school runs, help with homework, get groceries, and basically just spend time with the kids.

Since I have arrived in South Africa, the main topic of most of my conversations with the kids has been whether or not I have a boyfriend. Apparently since I am eighteen, I must have a boyfriend. So for the last three months the kids have been trying to find me a boyfriend so I will marry a South African and stay here forever.

There was one incident where one of the vehicles broke down about a block away from our house. I got out with the boys to push it. About halfway home, a man stops and asks if we want help. I said yes, obviously. Well leave it to one of the boys to promptly ask, "Auntie Devyn, is he cute for you?". I didn't even have to turn my head to know that the man had heard, I could hear him burst out laughing. The rest of the way home was very awkward after that. The kids are very good at embarrassing me!

This past week, the kids in primary school had their concerts at school. They did such a nice job! I was so proud of them! It was fun to see the actual concert after watching them practice for the past few months.

The kids were so excited all week. It was very difficult to try to do homework with them! All they cared about was singing, dancing and dressing up for the concert. A few of the kids are still wearing parts of their costumes!



That is the only real exciting news for this week. Here goes my first post!!! (: