Annyeonghaseyo (that’s hello in Korean) yup...i’ve fallen in
love with the country that brought us Ullzzang (if you don't know what it is, google
it. That's your assignment). Anyway, I'm sure you've already guessed what
relatable post is coming up today. So lets jump in
Now many of you may assume that I'm this cool, calm, collected
girl who's got everything together (laughing so had I slipped out of my chair)
see, I can't tell you an embarrassing moment because half of the
time, my life is an embarrassing mess. Like seriously, if there was a category
in the VMA's called "most embarrassing act" I'd win it hands down. In
school, I was that kid with the funny shoes, glasses, weird walk, with my nose
always in a book, and discussing the best method to raise my Pokemon...i was a
nerd, coming to think of it, *pushing my
glasses up my nose* I think I still am. So anyway...embarrassing moments:
1) one time, in school, i was running around, as I used to do and i fell
(as usual) and instead of just leaving me to lie there quietly, fate caused me
to slide across the ground, and *ahem*the back of my school skirt raised and it
was just a horrifying free show and the boys were playing four corners there
and they started laughing and calling me "superman" and people
started to gather and i was still lying
there (up until today i don't know what i was waiting for) and i finally
managed to drag my shameful self from the scene.
2) In junior high, there was this boy i had a crush on (we all know you have one so stop pretending, and surprisingly, we are in the same university and same hostel, his room is below
mine ~nya ) and he came to visit me at home. It had rained so the road was
muddy and i don't know what possessed me to suggest we go for a walk, but I did
so we did and in typical Ghanaian girl fashion, i was doing “too known” and
swaying my hips like i had some loose bolts in them. Unfortunately for me, the
ground seemed to have missed me because i slipped in some mud and fell into
even more mud...it was a mud fest, after all my too known. I wanted to vanish,
puberty and yawa do not go well together. When i finally got out of the mud, my
crush pretended he didn't see anything and went to get pure water so i could
wash off some of the mud. If dark skin was capable of blushing, I'd have been
brighter than a tomato.
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| so he's walking...all hot and stuff |
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| and I'm feeling on top of the world... |
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| then, wham! oh cruel fate |
3) before plimsolls became the in thing, my dad got me a pair to
take to school (my mum said i looked good n them so i wore them to school with vim, I've stopped trusting everything she says, everything looks perfect in a mum's eyes) and everyone, i mean everyone, even the head master laughed at
me all day, it was horrible, and all the teachers kept making me come to the
board to answer questions so my shoes were on display. I never wore them again
(except the day it had rained and my mum made me wear them because it was
better than sandals for walking in the muddy terrain) Even when they became the
best thing to happen to skinny jeans I never wore them.
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| what I saw |
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| what everyone else saw |
4) Whenever I wear a dress, the wind is always against me. like seriously, the four winds are always on the lookout for me on my dress days. (now you know why I'm always in jeans)
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| what I think I look like |
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| what I really look like |
Before i leave you all, i want to announce two things:
1) I'm working on a story series with my friend and fellow blogger Simeon, or as you all know him A Crazy Ghanaian. Its called the #TrotroSeries and it will be available on our Facebook pages as well as on our blogs. Look out for them.
2) One blog, in my opinion is not enough to showcase the modern culture and life in Ghana (at least from my view point) so i'm going to create a sister blog ( this blog will still be up and running, they could be like an extended family with aghanaiangirl.blogspot.com as the Abusuapanyin {family head}, GH things). That blog will involve only pictures of styles we see in the country and on the continent as a whole, we are all one family. From both boys and girls, men and women, hair, clothes, shoes,accesories whatever graces your lovely body we want to see it, no matter what gender, shape or size or color you are. Take a pic of it, and email it to datworshiper@gmail.com. Original images only and a brief description of the outfit must be given,. and yes, there will be giveaways so stay tuned.
For more Ghanaian girl shenanigans, ff on Twitter and Instagram @aghanaiangirl
DISCLAIMER: none of the pictures used are my property.
A lot of egos (mine especially) were bruised in the making of this post
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| ~nya |
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