First week

Where do I begin? Hmmm. So much has transpired in my first week back and I wanna tell it all but I can't remember all the events. Very interesting also.

Anyways. I've been to my PPA and I will be teaching English at the J.S.S 3 level. The downside to this is that I have classes twice a day, 4 days a week. It's 4 days instead of 5 because we have CDS every Thursday and we all get to miss our PPAs (can't be in two places at once, ya know). I will save the student-teacher bond I develop with my students for a later date. When they have all fallen in love with me cuz it's bound to happen, with me being so amazing and all :D.The school has a few dress codes that I wanna share with you guys.

Guys cannot wear necklaces/ chains or whatever around their necks. They are encouraged to tuck in their shirts when they are wearing one. They cannot sag their pants but they can wear jeans that have no holes or tears in them.

As for girls, sleeveless tops are not encouraged but you can wear them as long as they are not cut too steep around the armpits. No bogus neck jewelry and earrings. Long weaves have to be rolled up. Absolutely no pants or leggings. We can only wear skirts(or tie wrappers) but no short skirts. Lastly, no painting of the face but you can wear slight make up. Surprisingly, no one has said anything about my nose and extra ear piercings YET!

My apartment is almost furnished to my taste but my parents still want me to redeploy to Lagos. And really, today I was on the korope(Osogbo public buses) and I said to my colleague, "I can't believe I'm on a bus in Osogbo." Nobody in this world could tell me that I would end up and live with being in this town 4 months go. It would have been quite absurd. However, I don't mind staying. My biggest fear with redeploying is that, many people who have tried to redeploy to Lagos have ended up in neighboring states like Oyo, Ogun and what not because they just could not be posted to Lagos. Now, as sure as this link is and as crazy as this may sound, I have come to believe that this is where I'm supposed to be. Also, if for whatever reason, the connect fails, I would end up in a different state and it would suck ass if that happens. That means readjusting, reprogramming and re-channeling my brain to another state that isn't Lagos or Osun. I don't have the strength or endurance for such an occurrence. NONE whatsoever. I have already reached my threshold when I ended up in Ede for camp 4 days after returning from Toronto. As unreal and unserious as it may sound, it wasn't easy. It took a lot more than my blog conveyed. I wanted to call it quits many times but I just couldn't p***y out from what I started already. It's just not my style. When I see other people who went overseas for 4 years of university, come back and act like they aren't from Nigeria and it's the worst thing for them to be in a village, I just roll my eyes and 'yimu' at them.

A little story b4 I end this. I saw a friend whom I've only seen in America (and the last time was in 2008) in Osogbo today(that's wild right?) and we hung out for a bit b4 he headed back with his fam to where they originally came to Osun state for. When they were leaving, I hitched a ride to the main street with them to catch a korope and come home. When I hugged him goodbye, he said "Mama, I dey leave u for Osogbo, make u dey roll with us cuz this is weird." (Mama is what the fam and a few friends call me). I laughed and thought about it again and said "nah man. I'm cool still. I'll hop on the bus and I'm home in a bit." I'm gangsta like that. Life is what you make it.

Tomorrow is our first CD meeting and I'm hoping to God I see my crush. I'll keep you all posted.

~kdamsel~