Today we had oral presentations in class about what we have learned in Ghana and how life will be different when we go home. For the first time, I realized how quickly the semester is really ending and how hard it will be to go back, although at the same time, I am so excited to see everyone. Some things, like being able to dance everywhere at any time, I will miss so badly. The friendly faces and generosity, Fan Ice and marriage proposals will also be sorely missed. But I know that I just have to come back. Maybe this coming winter if possible... Sigh. I love Ghana too much.
In other news, we had riots on campus! University of Maryland style! Some guy was voted SGA president but then the school disqualified him because of past examination scandal. So the people from Commonwealth Hall started rioting and running around to the various halls breaking things. They came into the international student hostel...where we all know like zero about elections...and broke the glass, screaming and throwing flower pots. It was really exciting and confusing and strangely reminded me of home. Especially when the police came with pepper spray and all...just like the riots on route 1 really..
Have had some really intense rain storms recently and am keeping busy with dance classes at the cultural center and other random errands. The guys who teach dance are some of the most attractive men I have ever seen... Team 808, I will frame pictures... Seriously... Trying to tie up loose ends and study for finals and take some last minute trips before I go back to the US of A. So much to do...so little time.
