Arrowroots International

I used to loathe Africa. I considered it to be backwards, disease-ridden, and poverty stricken. I imagined that most Africans still lived in nomadic, tribal societies, wore loincloths, and lived uncomplicated lives in the bush. For nothing in the world would I go to Africa. There was nothing of interest to me there and I considered it to be a place of little value. My distaste for Africa increased when I started college in the fall of 2006. I was at an Ivy League school and I felt that every white person I met freshman year had volunteered or started some sort of non-profit to help Africa when they were in high school. I hated their passion and enthusiasm. I couldn't wrap my head around why a white girl from Orange County California would want to volunteer at an orphanage in Botswana. I was incredibly cynical and decided firmly that I would never allow myself to get caught up in their sick altruistic rapture. To make matters worse I became a minority amongst minorities. Most o

I consider myself to be a fairly good writer. It's something that's always been fun and relatively easy for me to do. I've written countless essays, news articles, letters, postcards, poetry, and a few short stories here and there. However, the time and space between the time I write things is pretty vast. Therefore, I'm going to use this blog to write consistently about the things that interest me. I foresee a lot of entries about international relations, Africa, energy, oil and gas, and technology.  At the end of the day I hope to communicate my perspective to the world in a coherent, informative manner. I always strive to be entertaining and I like rhyming words. Consistency and quality. Finally, I hope to inspire. Inspire to try harder, fly farther, take on challenges, create, and change.