I really love Africa. I really didn’t want to leave. I wanted to run away and become an illegal immigrant, but I’ve been told that if you want to have somewhat of a good life in Africa you need papers. So I would be a poor white girl living without a home. So I’m kind of forced to go home.

I was talking with one of my friends, Frankie, and he was telling me that he gets really frustrated when white people come over just to “help” them. He says that they don’t need help, they need people to live here.

I’m going to come back. I swear that I will return to Africa. If not to live, then I will settle with visiting from time to time.
That’s where you’ll find me. In Africa.


What a smelly goat

I only have 9 more days until I head back to the States. I’m excited and dreading it. I really like it here.

I’ve been going through a bit of a rough week because SNU was supposed to pay for my tuition over here. Somehow connections weren’t made and I found out a couple weeks ago that my tuition hasn’t been paid. As a result ANU unactivated my account here so I was no longer able to get on the email, my student portal, the internet, or take my exams. I finally got it worked out for them to let me on the internet and to take my exams, but I don’t believe SNU has paid my finances yet.
So next week I have exams Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. The past two couple of weeks have been reserved for studying for exams and term papers. There have been no classes and no chapels. It’s been kind of nice. I kinda wish we would have 2 weeks of free time to study for exams at SNU.

I’ve been under a lot of stress. Not only from my finance situation and the exams but just life in general.

Why do they call it a “rain check”?

April Fools

April Fools is pretty big over here. One of the public newspapers over here writes an article each year for April Fools. This year they talked about how the new government was going to switch the driving to American. It went all into detail and was very well written. It was quite convincing.

I’m starting for forget which side of the road I’m supposed to drive on when I get home. I’m getting used to the things here. I’m going to be so confused when I get home.

That’s all I have to say for now. I’m getting really bored of this blogging thing.