To my darling three...

To my darling three,

“Keep your own identity.” That’s what the vice principal advised me. You have no idea how tempted I was to laugh at him.

You guys know about my identity problems and that’s within a…eh…normal society. And here, I have to get used to a completely different one. So how easy will it be to “keep my own identity”?

Whether I like it or not, I will have to involuntarily change myself to be reserved and the man Is asking me to keep my own identity. He doesn’t even know me for crying out loud.

Besides, once I start school (on the 25th), I won’t have much time to worry about that. The education system here is really strenuous (or so I hear). I’ll probably only have time to come on Protag during the weekends.

BUT…there are some benefits.

Even though schools here run six days a week (including Saturday), I’ll still have a lot of free time because my school day starts at 7:00 A.M and goes on till 12:30 P.M. It’s really short! And I have about 8 hours left to do things, including studying.

I might finally get the chance to take piano/guitar lessons, voice lessons, dance lesson etc. I can spend some more time with my grandma who is actually going to be here! I mean: studying is going to be hellish but there will be SO much more to do!

Besides, the reason I came here is because I didn’t like Sierra Leone. Surely, it can’t be worse…can it?


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