here i am.

… for math classes that add everyone on the waiting list, even if I was number 5 out of 5.

… for wind in my face that makes me cry either when I can’t or when I don’t realize that I need to.

… for birthdays (this week was just so full of them).

… for friends who are there to simply be with, no words necessary.

… for learning how to break the mold and embrace what I was made for.

… for blessings. oh Ghana, how I miss you.

… for reminders and remembering. Just when I begin to forget, we play a Ghanaian song or I see pictures, and I am filled with indescribable joy.

… for the junior class, I can’t believe so many people came.

… for the people who are so good with words, and how I can use their words as my own to express myself.

and many many other things.

This might be the worst week of school stuff in my college career thus far. 2 midterms. the longest paper I have written since my senior year of high school. normal assignments. ridiculous.

I haven’t really been out of my apartment aside from classes. I’ve lived in my recliner basically. Quite sad. At least it’s almost over. My body wants to kill me. I’m exhausted.

I’m sorry you were there to see me at my worst. I’m sorry I couldn’t have been a better example. I’m embarrassed. I guess the good that can come out of this is that you can learn from my mistakes. I’m really sorry. Forgive me?