Drina? umm…okay.

Adriana. Not a hard word. I don’t think so anyway but according to everyone here in Ghana it is. They CAN say it…if they put in the effort–but who has time for effort these days? So instead here in Ghana I am known as “Drina” yeah it’s got a nice little ring to it, but I must say I miss Adriana.

So I have to give a little shout out to my Nana. Nana your seasoning is a hit and they love it! We use all of the time, which of course makes the food delicious!

The other day I had the  good, bad, crazy, different? Opportunity presented to me to watch everyone in the class, (except Drew, the Alaskan, we Americans live the good life here) get beat for talking during break! It was so uncalled for and rather terrifying! I have to admit I almost peed myself a little bit. Kidding, kidding…but seriously. And of course all Drew could do is laugh, it’s his dream to be lashed…*sigh* boys.

I honestly wish I could record everything my mom says, she is so funny and just straight up weird. Yesterday she bought me a gazillion things and after each thing was given to me I responded with “thank you”  and after about the 5th thank you she looked at me and said “stop this ‘thank you, thank you’ just take it” but not in a rude way it was just..weird. Oh gaah I’m not making her out to look very nice, am I? Well she really is great, I laugh so hard when I’m around her (and then get stares from everyone, apparently I “laugh to loud” pish posh!”)

Speaking of outrageous lies, people at school say I talk to much, can you believe that?

I’m going to hop back to my mom again, whenever the power goes out and I say  something like “oh man the powers off again?” I get a puzzled look followed by an awkward silence from my mom who then (a full minute later) replies and is like “oh yeah, lights off, lights off ” I’ve tried to explain numerous times that “lights off” and “the power is off” is the same thing. She doesn’t get it. Oh and just one more thing about her, the other day she told me something about myself that I’ve never been told. According to her…prepare yourself…I have a big butt, just like her. And her butt is big! I was just shocked!“““

Now I have to thank the Shermans/Andersons, without your weird obsession with Harry Potter  I would have never started reading them and that would be tragic. I am now obsessed. At school, while drinking tea, before bed, even on the toilet I am reading Harry Potter.  I love them and I’m only on the 5th one, basically it got me through the first 3 weeks here when I was really struggling to not kill myself and now it’s just here when I need it. I love Harry Potter and I won’t ever deny it again! Yes Daisy it’s in writing: I LOVE HARRY POTTER! And I’ve decided (just now) that Molly Weasly is my favorite character, I picture myself being like her when I’m old. Just subtract the red hair, and the millions of kids, and the magic, and being white, but aside from that we’re exactly the same.