Did I mention I got all my official procedures (student ID, bank account, phone line, transportation card, etc) done, took the bus to town to buy groceries then cooked dinner, all by myself, in a single day (yesterday)? And today I visited the libraries, borrowed books, had (my very own homemade) packed lunch under a tree, made my way around campus without getting lost too many times, found a different supermarket and visited another shopping centre two bus rides away. Even challenged myself to make my way home after dark. Feeling just a little proud of myself.
Does that mean I've settled down? Unfortunately not yet. Still trying to get used to the weather (HOT), the daylight hours (6am-6pm), the food (tap water, seriously? .... no offense mate), and living out of a suitcase. Oh and the lack of internet, not that it bothers me (cough).
When speaking of “two years” it sounds really, really long, despite everyone “reassuring” me that it'd pass in the blink of an eye. I've blinked my eyes repeatedly and it's still half past nine on my third night. Then in a bout of depression I wrote about crossing off days till Saturday while I was staying in my high school hostel. I suppose I could read a page of my bible every day, by which I would have finished the bible when it ends. A little tragic given the thickness of the bible. Or maybe I have gone round it the wrong way. Counting forward instead of backwards maybe? It is now... day 3.......*awkward silence*
I guess no amount of preparation or knowledge can stop the beginnings from being tough. I know, logically, that when I've made more social connections and when coursework starts to pile up, I would stop noticing the passing of time (it's seen in half hours now people). For now, late at night when the shops are closed and streets deserted, I shall continue monolouging with myself and reading storybooks and/or watching movies/tv series on my laptop.
Cheerio!
ysm
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20140220 9:50pm
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