10/07/13 - I Swear I Have A Good Excuse(s)

Just like any other blog, the writer tends to drift off and do less entries......guilty as charged.

But I swear I have a good excuse, not like I'll receive any slack from it but ya, I got an excuse.

Reason #1:  Workload - My entries started decreasing during Term2 of last school year because that's when my SS1 girls showed up, so I actually started teaching more classes.  Is it really a good valid excuse.....probably not.  Only because my workload is a fraction in comparison to my former life as a cubicle jockey.  True reason:  laziness.  I've enjoyed my mid-afternoon siestas.

Reason #2:  Travel - When I first got here, I spent a lot of time marinading in my village, Lunsar.  But now a lot of my weekends are spent in other villages or Freetown or the beach.  Why?  Well, I pretty much know what I need to know in Lunsar so on the weekends I take off.  Better reason:  one of the goals of Peace Corps is to learn about the culture.  So here I am, learning about a culture by spreading my geographic reach outside of my village.  Besides, I find it really refreshing in visiting other sites and seeing my PCV friends in their "element".  It's sometimes easy to forget why we're here and whenever I see my friends ruling the land in their hood and meeting their peeps, I feel good about this whole Peace Corps thing.  And on the weekends I'm in Lunsar, I'm relaxing aka being lazy which includes being too lazy to write an entry, lol.

Reason #3:  Normalcy - There I was not too long ago, running away to Africa because I hated "the grind".  But here I am today, in another kind of grind.  I guess my stay here came to a point where I didn't feel the need to constantly record my daily happenings.  It all feels normal but I guess from an outsider looking in its still interesting because it's so foreign.  Speaking of "the grind", do I hate it?  No, at least not yet.  It took me 9 years of doing the cubicle grind before I wanted to rip my eyeballs out so I'm sure that in due time this situation will lead to the same fate.  So sorry folks, this experience has not inspired me to be a teacher in Africa.  It's fuckin hard, yo!  Lol.  Props to teachers and even more props to GOOD African Teachers.  (Emphasis on GOOD because that is a very rare breed of teacher here, so when they are here, they are freakin awesome!)

I will try my best to keep up on this blog thing especially now that I'm on the countdown.  Less than a year left, I know it's gonna fly.  I'm still happy here and all of it is a great experience even with its bad moments I'm still glad to be here.