First week without Osa

Dearest Osa,

It is with a depressed soul that I write this letter to recount to you my horrible first week of school. I was taught, by my good old Ghanian English teacher, that a  good letter starts with a salutation and an inquiry about your subject's well being. I do know how you are faring and I really do not want to talk about you. As you are aware, you have left me alone in this school but I take it as your hamartia ( I have been looking for a sentence to use that word), that and also being mysophobic. I must say it was strange returning to this corn-producing town knowing you won't be there or returning with me. Well, I guess that's what they say about life.  Gomina left first, now you!

As you know I have a problem, I never ask for help; I think the real problem is, I don't know how to. I carried all my luggage to my apartment without much help until my new roommate(similarly amazing) insisted on helping me. It feels so strange to not have your face pop up in my head when I think of my roommate. As I struggled with my boxes, I saw our former neighbor, I waved at him quite enthusiastically from afar, I guess he didn't see me in which case I decided to squash an invisible bee. He eventually saw me and shouted "hey neighbor !" felt like screaming at those faces who stared when I squashed my invisible bee "see, I'm not some crazy girl who waves at strangers."


You would like my apartment especially my room, you know how I like decorating and designing. I spent over 4 days arranging, I know what you will say, only God knows what I was arranging. Well sue me! I have decided to cook more this year and may even start a cook series, who knows! My classes this semester are a tad more intense as I am getting closer to the end. Everybody is so excited, they keep telling me how they can't wait for my graduation but the funny thing is, I can wait! I think I am just filled with the fear of the unknown. I saw our friends-those who know us and don't- and it is sad (for me) that I can't share "the gist" with you immediately but you know me, I will store it in my brain and download every gig (putting the brain to use).


Oh Osa, I miss waking up and pretending I'm still sleeping just to overhear your conversations with Bro U and tease you about it (Yep, I did that a couple of times). There is no one who will get why I need to pray after a party and also indulge me and pray along. I miss having you stay awake to make sure I get home safe( only my mum, grandma and you do that). I don't miss the endless times you always snooze your alarm in the morning, but I do miss how you checked the mailbox regularly, I never do ,unless I know I am expecting a package. People keep asking where you are and I am happy telling them how you are living your amazing life but selfishly I want you back in this school. Osa I miss how we used to exchange daddy issues, though you say I am secretive you know a great deal about me which I find scary. Osa there's no one to take pictures for me, this blog will suffer photographically without your near presence. I know you are a phone call away and you are trying to find your way in this web of life, first week of school was horrible and I wanted you to know that. I did eventually end up talking about you,and how amazing you are! Well friends like you should be celebrated!


Stay happy, stay positive! Like I tell all who are dear to me, I love you but God loves you more. He has great plans for you that will leave you stunned!



PS. After this heartfelt post, please can I wear whatever I want for your wedding?

Your dearest friend,

Seunla
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