Well, I’m exactly one month away from leaving for Africa where I will be spending my fall semester at the University of Ghana. Woah. I haven’t really let myself think about it too much, but now things are really starting to sink in. There is no turning back, anxiety is starting to percolate, doubts are setting in. So basically…I really have to get my shit together. I can’t believe my summer is quickly coming to a close, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years it’s that time flies even when I’m not having that much fun.
I’m pretty much going in blindly, not knowing much about Ghana’s history, the University, the language, the culture. I should probably start doing something about that; maybe I’ll read some Ghanaian news online and learn a few basic words in Twi. I’ll buy a book or something. We’ll see. I wish I knew what internship I’m going to have (either at an orphanage, a school, or a medical clinic), but either way I know it will be a challenging, rewarding experience. In the mean time, I have online orientation tomorrow morning, so hopefully I’ll know more then.
Sometimes I really can’t believe how ridiculous my life is. Conventionality is apparently not my favorite word and I guess I’m more adventurous than I thought I was. Seeing as much of the world as I possibly can is one of my main goals, but I never really thought I’d be making my second trip to Africa by the time I’m 20. When it came down to it, I chose Ghana because I found a great development program based there, and if development is what I want a career in, studying in Paris or Sydney wouldn’t be the most rewarding choice. If I can say one positive thing about myself (a rare occurrence), it’s that I always make decisions that hopefully benefit my future.
I spent a lot of this past month re-reading the journal I kept while in Botswana/South Africa last summer. On my last post, on June 30, 2011, I spent a while reflecting on my experiences, what I got out of it and what I learned about myself. The trip affirmed my interest in international development, and when I wrote that “I know this won’t be my last trip to Africa” I probably didn’t think I’d be going back 13 months later. I’ve written about how socially inept I am, but after a few days of awkwardness and uncertainty I managed to forge some pretty great relationships and realized that maybe some people might actually like being around me! Who knew!! (I didn’t). So hopefully something similar will happen this time around. I’ve never been good at putting effort into creating friendships, so being less passive and being more outgoing is something I’ll work on
with the help of alcohol. I’ll just use my awkwardness and self-deprecating humor to my advantage. Yeah. I’ll go with that.
As I wrote on June 1, 2011 on the plane to South Africa, “Here I am, once again
I’m torn into pieces embarking on another ridiculous journey to the unknown.” I can’t wait to share this journey with you guys; the good, the bad, the embarrassing (a give-in), the surprising…I’ll try to not leave anything out. Pictures will be provided too!
If you don’t hear from me for awhile, it’s probably because
I rode off into the sunset on the back of an elephant the internet isn’t the greatest.
Title credit goes to Hayley McDermott!