Freak Out!

Ok. So it's been a week since I've been back here in Aus. Eurgh. 


So now I'm sitting here in my new boarding school. I've been here for a couple of hours already and now I'm starting to wonder WHAT AM I DOING HERE????? Is this really the right choice? Do you know what sticking out like a really sore, swollen, bruised, purple thumb with an overgrown nail means? That's me. Because my school (this new one) and this boarding house doesn't accept international students. So I'm basically the ONLY Asian here. Pfft what do you mean 'basically'? I AM. I'm really freaking out. 


Let's leave it there for now. Pam's here. More next time. Going to try to be normal and relax. 


Pfft. 

Great Land!

Hey! If you didn't know, I'm back home! HOME! Do you understand what that word means? It's where I am now! How lame.

Ok. Here're just some random statements and stuff about being back, some of which I only realize when I take a step back and really look and see. Enjoy!

I have to get used to sweating now. I'm so not used to it that when I sweat, I think it's hot. I can't play volleyball much or stay out in the sun much because the moment I start sweating, I'm saying that it's too hot when it's actually just normal temperature.

I love the heat. Well, not so much the heat itself. More like the fact that I'm wearing shorts and a t-shirt. When I was packing I almost forgot to pack my thongs (flip-flops! Not underwear!) because I haven't worn them in AGES (too cold). But I am undoubtedly not that used to it anymore. I used to be able to wear long-sleeved shirts here no problem. But now I can't imagine it AT ALL.

I love the whatever-you-call-it culture here. How friends and friends meet up for supper, have a cup of teh tarik and a packet of nasi lemak. How families go out for supper, have some roti kahwin and milo bing gao. How they just sit there for an hour or so and just chat and chat, in the ever-bustling shop, in the stuffy heat.

I have to get used to the fact that toilet paper is not provided here.

I love the soft thrumming of the ceiling fans as they turn. Together with the heat, they perfect the feel of home.

I am amazed at how it feels like it's been absolutely forever since I've been in my home. And how things have stayed the same, how I hardly think about my home when I'm down under, how familiar yet unfamiliar it seems. Amazed.

I feel like I'm somewhat stuck in the past. I wonder what routine my friends have when I'm not here. Do they come to the stationery shop as well? Do they all hang out together every recess as well?

I love the fact that I feel perfectly (somewhat) content here.

I dislike it very much that everyone is in school and no one is online and I'm just deperately bored.

I dislike it very much that I don't have my driver's license yet. Very, very much. VERY much.

I love how familiar Tur's house is, and Pei's. I didn't get to go to Steph's house. 


I absolutely LOVE how I can turn off the shower in between shampooing and conditioning etc. I would totally just bite my tongue off from shivering if I do that here. Sigh. 


I love how you only get like one or two cars out of ten who put on their blinkers/signals when waiting to do a turn, when in Aus EVERY car has their blinkers on. 


Sigh. I'm sorry.. I know. I've been pretty busy or caught up in stuff that I didn't get to posting this until NOW, when I'm one week back in Aus and sort of freaking out. To the next post to find out. 


But regardless, regardless of all the flaws the people at home have, regardless of all the flaws my home has, regardless of all the flaws of everythinggggg back home, It Is Still Home and I smiled and laughed, and I loved. It's home.