and so it begins…

I attended my first lecture today 🙂 the course is called “Media Campaigning”. It’s pretty interesting but I’m still having trouble deciding which courses to pick as those I really wanted were full (Fashion Marketing and International PR).

Another first today, I did laundry here 😀

I also signed up for “a few” societies at the freshers fair: football, netball, badminton, rugby, hockey, and cheerleading 😀 oh and a book club where we watch movies instead of reading the books 😀
I’m probably going to have to pick 2 or 3 of those (sports teams), since I can’t be in 2 places at once :/ as much as i would love that!
I met and LOOOVED the football team so that’s a sure one. And cheerleading starts tomorrow, We’ll see how that goes! 🙂 /Dania OUT!

Week 1 in Edinburgh and QMU

Let’s get this blog started! 🙂

It’s been a busy week for me here, so this will be a summary of week 1.

I have settled into my new home on campus, got myself a gym membership, and enjoyed the Fresher’s Week (organized activities for the first year students, like parties, tours of the city, comedy night, traditional Ceilidh Dance, pub crawl, and much much more).

I’ve made loads of friends already and I’m loving the atmosphere here. We’ve also had pretty amazing weather.

It’s a new week, I start my first class today and I get to sign up to some societies at the freshers fair. Wish me luck! /Dania OUT!

Pre – Arrival Stress

Konichiwa!

Wow, I have been home in Sweden for seven weeks for summer vacation. Time has just rushed away, and in four days I’m heading back to Japan. So yes, pre – arrival stress with VISA’s, tickets, and documents that need to be handed in at both Malmö University and Ritsumeikan University. However, I feel calmer since I already spent one semester in Japan. So, I was thinking to give you little information about Japan and the city Kyoto that I’m living in!

Kyoto is the old capital of Japan, and it is deeply rooted as being the cultural heritage of Japan. There are more than hundred of temples and the atmosphere in the city is, hmm how should I explain it… The first word that comes up in my mind is spiritual, but that’s not really accurate, but it’s neither religious it’s just very peaceful and quiet, which can be frustrating sometimes, I’m not going to lie. However, it is really beautiful and my dorm is located right beside a bamboo forest and mountains, and it takes me approximately 15 minutes to bike to my campus. Well it depends, it’s SUPER hilly in Kyoto and sometimes you just have to walk up those mountains 😉

 

They have (I think) 3 campuses so far, I however only spent time at two of them, Kinugasa, and Biwako- Kusatso Campus (BKC) in Shiga. BKC campus is an hour away with bus or train. It is really different from Malmö University, and only at Kinugasa there are 20. 000 students, and we all have lunch at the same time, yes you probably can imagine the lunch lines and people everywhere. You have classes from 9. Am – 21. Pm. Not everyday but in general it is long days and attendance is mandatory.

A HUGE surprise when I arrived last semester was that Japanese people don’t know any English. I am usually really relaxed when travelling around the world and solve the problems as they occur, but I was not prepared at all that they weren’t able to even say Hello in English. So that became a huge culture chock for me, and during my whole stay you just have to accept that you are alienage from the Japanese society. So I therefore decided to take Japanese classes, which helped to a certain degree and you could survive in daily situations, such as going to the supermarket, public transportations, restaurants and so on and so forth.

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My first weeks before school started we were visiting several temples and cultural heritages and the cherry blossom viewings (Sakura) was going on, so I got to experience amazing places and meet other international students from all over the world. It was a great experience, and I still have contact with some people around the world, and I’m looking forward to meet 120 new students from other partner universities this semester.

I will keep you posted.

 

Dozo Yoroshiku Ongeaishimasu 🙂

Cissi

U of G – Week 1

Did you know…

that the “Poutine” is a common Canadian dish which originally comes from Quebec? The dish basically consists of fries, curd cheese, and gravy. You can also find different toppings sold at various restaurants and fast food chains, such as a vegetarian poutine.

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Dear reader,

This week has been just as hectic, if not more, as the previous one. With the orientation week and its 500+ events, culture clashes from left and right, and a certain juvenile suitemate. The o-week, as they call it here, was amazing. People were everywhere beaconing students to listen to their cause, inviting others to taste some delicious vegan BBQ, get a free book or buy a plant. However, before the o-week was kicked off, Move-in Day made its appearance. It all started on a hot summer day, one busy Saturday morning…

Move-in Day

I woke up early that day excited, and exhausted from the day before. I quickly finished up some dishes from last evening, and went back up to my room, waiting. Didn’t last long since I quickly got bored and decided to clean around the house, watch some TV shows, cook, Skype with my family, print and cut out coupons, and before I knew it, it was quite late in the afternoon. Nobody had turned up yet. Suddenly the front door to the three story townhouse was opened, and in came a girl. The said girl shot me a quick “Hi, I’m Ta ta~.” put her stuff away inside her room, locked the room, and left the house. She came back the evening before classes were supposed to start. That is, four days later.

However, the day after the disappointing “move-in day” another girl moved in. I greeted her with a smile and offered her a hand. Alas! I was, yet again, shot a “I’m La la~.” And she continued with an upset visage “I don’t like it here. I hate this place.” I dared ask why, and was met with a shaking head and another mumbled answer “I really hate this place.”

The third and last girl moved in while I was out busy with o-week. We accidentally met when an RA (residence assistant) rang the doorbell. She was a nice girl, and we quickly agreed on a basic kitchen rule.

Other than these three instances with the suite mates, I haven’t had the chance to actually sit and chat or get to know the people I’m living with. I’ve been trying to strike a conversation, you know, a simple “good morning, how are you today?” and was either answered with a “hi, ok” or a nod. All of them always seem to be in a hurry, and mind you, I have not been constantly trying to get to know them, oh no. I’ve been leaving them alone to their business and stuck to my own. However, none of them as much as communicate with one another. One is always running around (probably sorting things out) or in her room, the second is always in her room and I barely ever see her, and the third prefers to skip classes (since she hates the university, although she assured me that nothing was wrong with it) and watch Bollywood movies with wine all day and night.

The audacity!

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Pictures from the Orientation Week.

The Pep Rally

Putting aside boring residence problems, I would like to tell you all about my pep rally experience. However, first I presume I must clarify the term itself. A pep rally is intended to “pep” (energize) an audience before a sports game. The whole point is to get people excited and pepped. That is in briefer terms: to encourage the school spirit. The whole pep rally is seen as a huge support to the team who will be playing and cheerleaders usually also show off some dance moves and keep the audience cheering.

My role in this:

Each on-campus and off-campus residence community was divided into several groups of students. You’ve got North, East, South, West, and the off-campus living students. East was divided into East Village and East Residence/Side. And East side/residence was also divided into smaller groups, depending on the different names of their buildings. The whole dividing act was also applied on the other residence communities. I live in East Village, and had to pep with my fellow EV’s.

We got a t-shirt with the residence logo on (a monkey holding a banana in my case), and we were to learn some “dance moves” within a couple of hours before the actual event. Fantastic! Everybody was nervous and we all complained about not having had enough time to practice. Nevertheless, the pep turned out well. We danced, bumped into each other, and had a laugh. An overall great and unique time was had.

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Pictures from the Pep Rally.

Niagara Falls

Naturally, if you’re in the area of the famous waterfalls you ought to pay them a visit. START International had such an event planned, and I quickly signed up for it. I’m so glad I did. The Falls were absolutely astonishing. Although, I must say the pictures and videos I have seen of them kind of make them look bigger than what they actually are. Don’t get me wrong, the Falls are quite huge and sprayed a shower-like mist whenever you got close. My point is, don’t expect them to be covering the entire area like I did. Because they don’t.

Moving on, my group and I were guided to a big cruise-like boat and were given a plastic poncho which was supposed to protect us from the “mist”. I’m glad I brought my raincoat with me. Because the “mist” was like a shower, a heavy shower of rain which made me laugh in delight. The experience was quite hilarious. Though I do think I’m one of a group of few who found it so.

The remaining of the time my group and I took a long walk around the area, which looked strangely Americanized, and we ended the whole trip with a visit to Hershey’s Chocolate Factory.

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Pictures from the Niagara Falls trip.

Sincerely,

Lady Diala

Pre-Autumn Semester Shenanigans – Week 3

Dear reader,

I finally arrived to Guelph on the 26th, and was thrown right into a neatly scheduled breath taking, feet exhausting, sweaty, hilarious, bonding, and welcoming three days. I cannot express with my current vocabulary how much I enjoyed this three day event with START International and its amazingly talented team. Here you have a snippet of the shenanigans I was so blessed to be a part of:

Caesar Windsor

However, before we move on to Guelph I would like to talk a little bit about this casino my uncle so kindly invited me to. Don’t get me wrong, we didn’t play, but we did get a delicious taste of the amazing Market Buffet located in the heart of the fancy place. They had everything from international food to salads of all kinds, and an enormous ring buffet filled with sweets. My favourite dish was the Pasta Your Way section, where you had the choice of various meats, fish, and bird. Afterwards you get to choose the pasta type you prefer, along with a souse. Delicious.

U of G – START International Day 1

I woke up at 6 AM sharp to get dressed, eat a healthy breakfast (just this once), and head towards the University Centre. On my way I was greeted by several brave squirrels, brave because they dared come close rather than run away, and a few students. An overall good morning.

Upon arrival to the UC I found the registration table, registered, signed up for the trip to Walmart, and chose East Side Mario’s as my preferred restaurant to eat at in the evening. Had I ever been to the restaurant? No. However, Italian rarely disappoints.

The trip to Walmart was through your typical American, yellow school bus. The shopping itself was quick and smooth.

Upon return we all, international students alike, went back to our residence to get rid of the burdens of dorm room essentials, took a bath (well I did), and went back to the bus stop area by the UC. There we took a regular bus, our group led by a START International worker, to the Italian restaurant. On our way we all chatted, got to know one another, and had a laugh at how silly the idea of “milk in bags” sounded.

The restaurant itself was very noisy and stereotypically Italian decorated. The food was amazing and so was the service. They we tipped well for that.

We went back to our separate dorm rooms by foot, and had a long talk about TV shows, books, the weather, culture and expensive dairy products on our way there.

The START International team also had a games night arranged. Fun, loud, and ridiculous would be the appropriate terms to use for this event.

U of G – START International Day 2

I started the day with a well-planned breakfast (leftover pizza from the day I arrived), and went by foot to the UC. The place was crowded by happy-tired students, who stood in three long lines. One queue led to the registration table (you would get a tag with your name and country flag on it), a second to the bowling registration table, and a third that led to the breakfast buffet. The said buffet consisted of tea, coffee, and hot chocolate for drinks. Scones, muffins, cinnamon buns, jelly filled puff pastry, and fruit for food. What a way to start a morning, eh?

After “breakfast” we went down to the basement, named Peter Clark Hall. On our name tags we also had a number indicating the table we were to sit at for the rest of the day. Skipping through the funny and very informative presentations given by university staff members and the 12th Councillor herself, Leanne Piper, we were invited to lunch; three tables at the time. Wraps, dessert, and drinks were supplied to everyone in big numbers. After we got our food we went back to the table assigned to us, and started socializing some more.

I met people from all around the world that day. You name the country and/or continent and I can assure you that I’ve met at least one person from there. Amazing. Not only did I meet people through the exhausting Campus Chase, but also through simple incidents such as having a person open the door for you, inside the elevator, at the stores, and even at the bathrooms! People are so incredible nice it’s almost suspicious. Maybe I’m just paranoid.

We ended the day with a noisy dinner, again, and went back home from fear of having a skunk spray us. Yes, I actually saw a skunk. On-campus. I’m loving Canada already.

U of G – START International Day 3

Once again, registration and breakfast at the UC.  We had several people come up on stage and present or explain rules, buildings, the weather and what to wear, and we were also advised to visit the services fairs which not only gave away neat freebies, but also encouraged us to join their movements. Interesting.

After the supplied lunch, we took a quick city tour in Downtown Guelph, before ending the day (well for me mainly) at Diana Downtown, an Indian restaurant.

This will be the last post related to the Pre-Autumn Semester Shenanigans. I’m, finally, going to start my long awaited semester at the University of Guelph on the 4th of September. Please stay tuned for “the real deal”, as they say nowadays, since much more is yet to come.

Sincerely,

Lady Diala

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Pre-Autumn Semester Shenanigans – Week 2

Balloonapalooza

Dear reader,

Snow cones, glazed popcorn, and cotton candy are only a few among the many delicious sweets one can enjoy at the annual Balloon festival held in Downtown Windsor, Ontario. Sweets, food, beverages, face paint, and “tattoos” can be purchased at the various stands spread around the closed streets – no cars may pass while the event is held. Along the sidewalk, with perhaps a glass of cold lemonade in hand, you can watch and admire the huge tomato or pickle. If you’re into Sesame Street you will absolutely adore the several foot tall Ernie, Abby, and Big Bird. Should you be more into fast food, then don’t fret! A large hot dog can be seen, but not eaten, by the sidewalk next to Frenchy’s Poutinery.

What am I babbling about you may ask?

Well, the quadruple Oed word I entitled this post with is literally a balloon festival. You can do so many things there: casually stroll down Downtown Windsor and look at the large balloons, donate to the Breast Cancer Foundation among many others, ride the Ferris Wheel or the Berry Go Round, drink a glass of lemonade, eat glazed popcorn, try out your luck with the many games. There are hours’ worth of fun and relaxation down there!

Personally, I went there with my uncle and his family. We had glazed popcorn, cotton candy, my first snow cone (cherry flavour!), face paint, rode several of the rides, tried out a few of the games and ended the day with dinner by the river. An overall amazing day.

Sincerely,

Lady Diala

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Phillip Island och skola!

Hej!
Har varit på Phillip Island sist jag skrev! Det var fantastiskt, där fick vi se en massa djur och gå runt på Melbournes första farm. Vi hälsade även på lite koalor, kängrur och pelikaner. Kommer lite bilder längre ner! Vi var på en choklad fabrik och på en känd strand Woolamai Beach. Denna helgen som precis varit var jag på en AFL match (Aussie ruled football) kul men kallt var det. Dock förlorade hemmalaget (Melbourne FC) stort.
Har även en del att göra i skolan, tre inlämningar denna veckan (två var i måndags) och en nästa vecka. Sen rullar det på och jag har inlämning/presentation varje vecka hela september. Tur att vi inte har så bra väder, lättare att sitta inne och plugga då!
/Lotta

 

Pre-Autumn Semester Shenanigans – Week 1

An Introduction of the Author:

Greetings,

My name is Diala and I am a 21 year old Lady (got proof of this claim) from Denmark. Situated in Denmark I’m currently taking a bachelor programme called English Studies at Malmö University in Sweden. The said programme has allowed me to study abroad in Guelph, Canada as an exchange student. The following semester will last all Autumn, and end in December. Throughout these months I will be documenting my observations, experiences, and mischiefs adventures.

Thank you for stopping by. I hope you will enjoy these posts as much as I will enjoy writing them.

 Best regards,

Lady Diala of Chaol Ghleann

 

Over-Friendly Canadians and Suspicious Michiganders.

Dear reader,

My first impression of the Canadians, I was forced to share an 8h 20min flight with, was a relatively good one. They were quiet, polite, and very apologetic. Even their children lived up to those adjectives! They only spoke when spoken to and they apologize a lot. Also, they never showed signs of impatience or anger. Impressive.

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I did see several Tim Hortons on my way from the airport, and I did experience the over-friendly Canadians who would apologize for the simplest of things such as spacing out, not standing in your way, you bumping into them etc. I have seen no moose as of yet, but I did see Canadian goose by the river the next morning.

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The city I am currently staying in is called Windsor. Windsor is located about a 5min drive away from Detroit, Michigan. The day I went there I was relatively excited. The last time I had been to the states was back in 1996, and a lot had changed since then.

After crossing the border I was stopped by a couple of U.S. Customs and Border Protection officers. My goodness did they take their roles seriously. The hardest part of the entire procedure was for me to keep a straight face. I was questioned by both a white officer and a black officer. Their accents were pure American Hollywood movie accents, and so were their body language and facial expressions. I managed to get though the customs after filling out a form, going through a series of questions, having my fingerprints taken, and getting called ma’am.

Would you blame me for bursting out laughing after getting back into the car?

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Sincerely,

Lady Diala

Pre-Autumn Semester Shenanigans is a special series of blog posts posted once a week in August.

It has come to an end

Här ligger jag i min säng i mitt rum på ISH. Det är helt ofattbart att det här är min sista natt här och att det redan har gått fyra månader. Bara genom att skriva det här inlägget gör att jag får tårar, att åka på en utbytestermin är bland det bästa jag har gjort i mitt liv.

Alla underbara människor som jag har träffat och som kommer ha en inverkan på hela mitt liv. Den gemenskapen som vi har byggt upp här tillsammans på ISH vi har verkligen delat några dåliga stunder men även helt fantastiska. Bara att ha möjligheten att gå ut ur sitt rum och direkt vara omgiven utav sina vänner. Det har varit som att leva i en bubbla men en underbar sådan. Även alla mina kurskamrater har varit helt underbara, de välkomnade mig med öppna armar och har hjälpt mig att ta mig igenom den här terminen.

Att ha en skoltermin i Ghana har varit utvecklande och ibland svårt. Skolsystemet här är helt annorlunda emot det i Sverige. Att läsa sex kurser på en och samma gång för att sedan avsluta dem med sex salstentor när hände det i Sverige? Föreläsningarna och lärarna har varit bra och mycket intressanta. Det är en stor skillnad emot socialt arbete i Sverige och socialt arbete i Ghana, men det är spännande att se och intressant hur man kan utveckla socialt arbete i Ghana. Ghana har en lång väg att gå när det kommer till socialt arbete men det går att se förbättringar och att det finns en vilja att utveckla det.

Att resa runt i själva landet Ghana har varit intressant. Det är definitivt inte som någonstans jag har varit förut. Att åka till ett utvecklingsland för första gången blev för mig en chock. Det finns inga riktiga “affärer” utan man köper allting på marknader. Det är högljutt, stressigt, folk har temperament, man måste pruta och istället för bussar är det minibussar. Fast efter ett tag kommer man in i det och det är inte alls lika läskigt som det var i början. Även om jag måste erkänna att pruta inte är min grej. Alla ställen vi har besökt har varit helt fantastiska och naturen i Ghana är ofattbar. Ghana är ett grönt land. Människorna är hjälpsamma och man kan alltid be om hjälp om det är någonting.

Det sista som jag känner att jag vill få fram i det här något känslomässiga och röriga inlägg är hur Ghana har förändrat mig personligen. När jag kom hit så lämnade jag Sverige som en socionomstudent och nu när jag lämnar Ghana kan jag nästan räkna mig själv som socionom. Jag lämnade Sverige dels för att jag kände att jag behövde en förändring i min dåvarande situation jag kände att jag inte nådde min fulla potential. Jag värdesatte inte allt jag hade som jag borde. Jag upplevde att jag behövde förändras som person. Nu när jag lämnar Ghana kan jag säga att jag trivs med den jag är och har blivit. Jag ser framemot att arbeta som socionom framöver. Ghana har verkligen tagit fram det bästa av mig.

Som sagt det kommer vara med tårar jag lämnar Ghana imorgon men inte av att jag är ledsen utan över att jag verkligen tog den här chansen och att den har förändrat mig…

FINALS

Nu är det inte lång tid kvar här i Ghana, det är med blandade känslor som jag skriver det. Som jag har nämnt i tidigare inlägg så är livet här i Ghana helt fantastiskt. Jag har märkt hur jag personligen har vuxit som människa under tiden jag har varit här. Jag har blivit en individ som är nöjd med sig själv och det kommer jag ta med mig hem till Sverige.

Fast nu är ju tiden här nere inte helt över ännu så jag behöver inte fokusera på resan hem riktigt ännu. Allting har sin tid. Idag är det dags för att skriva min första FINAL (slutprovet 70% utav det slutgiltiga betyget) jag behöver inte skriva att jag är nervös? Sömnen har varit sisådär under flera nätter nu, då oron för proven har kommit mer och mer. Nu är tiden snart här och jag ska göra mitt bästa. För att förbereda mig har en utav mina “kursare” varit här och hjälpt mig att studera. Det är en fördel att få hjälp utav en person som har varit med om dessa prov innan och vet hur man ska läsa inför proven, det är verkligen annorlunda gentemot Sverige. Här i Ghana är det inte så mycket tänka själv utan mer komma ihåg allting på power pointen. Det har både sina fördelar och nackdelar men mitt minne är inte på topp då jag börjar komma upp i åren ;).

Att studera här i Ghana har varit intressant. Jag tror att majoriteten personer som väljer att åka på utbyte inte gör det för att förbättra sina betyg utan mer för upplevelsen. Det var så för mig iallafall  Att fokusera på själva studerandet här i Ghana har varit svårt måste jag erkänna. Det händer så mycket hela tiden. Utflykter hit och dit eller det faktum att bara genom att gå ut från sitt rum och vara omringad utav helt fantastiska och roliga människor gör att det blir en svårighet att fokusera på kurslitteraturen och power pointens. Fast nu kan det ju vara så att jag saknar lite self-control (Jag kan iallafall applicera lite utav kurslitteraturen på det verkliga livet ;)). Det är bara att hålla tummarna för att det går vägen.

ÖNSKA MIG LYCKA TILL.

Lite bilder från tiden här. Man får vrida lite på huvudet för internet är inte helt samarbetsvilligt när det kommer till att vända bilderna.

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Fantastiska vännen Lina på besök från Sverige.

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Ghana tar det fram det bästa av mig.

Nu får ni vrida på huvudet….

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Solnedgången här är magisk.

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En termin här…

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Har varit fantastisk.