This post is going to be picture free. I am sitting alone in my dormitory room, on a lousy chair that is making my butt hurt. My roomates have all gone to the library to study for the coming mid term exams. I am fitting along well here. I guess. Probably i just need more time to really make myself comfortable. Right now, things are going along well. Work at the cafe is interesting. I've talked to almost 6 buddies today. And i can barely remember their names. They are all really nice. Really. And the people who are working with me in the cafe are nice too. I cannot speak Korean well yet, but my mandarin is improving. People are amazed with my ability to speak three languages. But somehow i feel that it is inadequate. I want to push myself to work harder to be able to speak / write / understand Korean but i feel so tired all the time. This is getting on my nerves. I want myself to feel motivated, to have a purpose. Sometimes i question my purpose of being here in Korea, so far away from my comfort zone, my home. Is it to make friends, to talk to people, to immerse myself in the Korean culture and eat korean food. Or is it just an escape from my degree programme, from home, to prove that i can be independent and am no longer mummy's baby? Why exactly am i here? I have no regrets coming here however. My roomate's mother invited me to her home. And yes mom i will most likely be going after mid term examination. Another Korean friend of mine invited me to a open house in late october. I am worried about my mid terms. I don't know how is it possible for anyone to memorize those words. There is so many ! :( Probably i am not pushing myself hard enough. After work i'll just come home, have dinner, sports and sleep. And it repeats itself everyday. I miss my family, my friends, especially Unggas, Jowee, Iman and Aman. I wish there was someone here that i could talk to, and know that they wouldn't judge me. Give me opinions and give me a hug when I need one. It is tiring to only be able to talk to you guys through the internet, not being able to hear your voices, or to feel your hugs. I am talking about random stuff here while waiting for my laundry. It sucks that you guys are not here, if you all were, we would go to so many awesome places. I try to fit in with the rest. I really do. But it is difficult. I make an effort but they seem to not respond. I do not know what else to do. By the end of this post, my mom would be so paranoid. But mom, dad, sis. I am fine. Please do not worry. :)
Love,