So I totally believe that the energy you project is the energy you will receive in order for the universe to balance itself. After my whole rant about my unhappiness for my placement in Lunsar, I decided to go for a middle of the night pee........
I usually go once before bedtime into my chamber pot. Chamber pot is a fancy way of saying plastic bucket the size of a margarine tub with a cover. So I'm half asleep as I stumble through the darkness towards my margarine tub in the corner of the room. Mind you, it's pitch black, I'm weaving trough my makeshift clothesline and looking for my lantern. I fucking knock over my chamber pot!!! Fuck me! It's like the universe saying: "Ay, you want a real Peace Corps experience? I'll fucking give you one you ungrateful spoiled American!" I'm upset and cleaning up by using my entire roll of toilet paper. Now, I have to trek an hour into town for toilet paper at the Lebanese market b/c they don't use toilet paper or paper towels here. Really, seriously, fuck my life!
I showed up late to Temne class, decided to go to the snack stand and treat myself to some bread, and 2 laughing cow cheeses, ya that's right, I said 2, I was feeling sorry for myself b/c I was mopping up my own piss in the middle of the night with my last roll of toilet paper.
I spent the day questioning this whole experience and was just looking for a voice of reason. I talked to my Salone language instructors and they made me feel better and gave good advice. And thanks Melissa, for calling me, you really made me feel better. Talking to you just helped me put things into perspective. And today at lunch, I spoke to Daryn, my PM, and he was telling me the details of how I was selected for that site. I feel better now that I've talked to people and had time to think it over. I really just have to gear my mindset to the challenges ahead of me with no expectations of what cards will be dealt.
Today was a better day. I kicked ass in my Krio exercise where we went into town with our instructors and showed them that we can go to the tailor, restaurant, and taxi stand and clearly communicate. Even Temne class was better.....not by alot, but better.
I know my Krio is at a point where I can carry conversations and even make jokes, lol. I spent the rest of the afternoon after school over at my Auntie Marianne's house next door. Her, Auntie Isatu, and Florence were doing some cross-stitch work for a school scrapbook. Florence, my cousin, is pregnant (I get belli). She told me that if it's a girl, she wants to name the baby after me....wow!
I totally remember my first day in Bo feeling like I was an alien being stared, poked, and prodded at. But here I am, hanging out with neighbors, joking and laughing in Krio. They were all giving me a hard time b/c I'm headed north into Temne-land. To appease the Mendes I should probably just pick up a couple more phrases aside from the: "Bua, Bisye, Kyenema, Kyengoma". I don't even know if that was spelled right, I'll leave that to my Mende PCVs. "Mi na Temne uman na."
I feel better now....I feel better :)
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