Converse in the snow back in January. I got an awful lot of crap about that from aunts and grandmas alike.
How is it that the
work I take on VOLUNTARILY my GAP YEAR takes more time than any of the homework I
did in my final year of high school? Am I prioritizing wrong? Is it bad luck?
Or just a bit of unconscious self-punishment? I’ve been known (to myself) to
take on a little more responsibility than I can handle at times, a side-effect
of wanting to be perfect and the need for attention. I was swamped with work in
Ghana, working hard day and night to be as much of a help as I could be, and
now, taking the most demanding English course in the world, I find myself with
piles and piles and piles of homework. Grammar tasks. Essays. Articles. The
articles get me down the most, that’s why I’m writing this right now instead of
trying to explain somethingsomthingblabla. They just remind of exactly one year
ago when my Norwegian teacher was my mortal enemy and I postponed all the
essays until, like, 5 minutes before the file closed on Fronter. That was
hardcore but man, this is hardcore-er. (NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Intentional mistake
for humorous effect. I tend to do that.)
Misunderstand me
correctly, the course is going great. The teacher does his job well, the other
students are, albeit being a little bit older than me, a lot of fun and the
work is finally FINALLY challenging me in something that has been, let’s face
it, my field of expertise for the last 5 years. The exam is on the 23 of March
and I’m working my butt off to get a good grade. No way I’m becoming president
of the world with a C.
Now that that’s
off my chest; HELLO! How are you? I’m great! Yes, I’m still au pairing and yes,
it’s still going… It’s still going. I’m enjoying myself, but man, kids are
tough! I thought I’d reached the worst of the worst in Ghana, but over there
they were so in awe of my skin colour alone that ‘’controlling’’ them became
easier after some experience. Plus I really liked their energy. This is a
different kind of work altogether. But I feel like I’ve figured it out now, and
that they’ve accepted me, so that’s nice. I haven’t seen much of the country
yet, but I’ve met some awesome people and as said, the course is great too.
Seems like everything is going my way right?....
Think again. I
still don’t know (exactly) what I want to do with my life. Well, yeah, I do
know, I’m listening to Adele right now and I desperately want to become the
next Adele and win an Oscar, but since I can’t sing that won’t be happening
soon. I’m gonna study English, sure, nice plan, very good but what am I gonna
do with that? No idea. Something useful. Something fun. Which probably means
I’ll end up a secretary. :/
Wise words: LIFE
IS HARD
That was an
update, bye now.
