Very occasionally at work, for a few minutes, the reception becomes an empty oasis of calm. It's at moments like these that I can sit and quietly appreciate the sound of my brain going *kuh-dung* as it falls gracelessly out of my left ear.
Thus robbed of any rational thoughts, I am at liberty for a few moments to sit and aimlessly wonder about That Guy, and why he hasn't called. Then my brain jumpstarts again, and I go *Right. Now, what the **** was I just doing?*, and carry on.
When being interviewed by the project manager a few months ago, she explained to me that I could feel frustrated during my placement, because the pace of life in Ghana moves a lot slower than it does in London.
...Frankly, I don't think I'm going to have a problem with that at all.
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Hey!
ReplyDeleteIt will be really different, you might find that you have to occupy yourself with stuff cuz you'll go stir crazy otherwise!
I've got used to the fast paced life at uni, and now when I go home to the slow, chilled out living style of my parents I go mad because there ends up being nothing to do for hours.
Hope you have a great time by the way.
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