I haven’t been posting much recently because of school taking over and trying to rule the world, haha. . . .
Being away from home and the people you love really does make you realize how much you relied on that feeling. I’m currently studying abroad, and, even though it’s only been a few months, I frequently miss the people I could see back home.
Here, the water isn’t safe to drink from the tap and the air isn’t as clean. It is a lovely place, though, and the people are kind and quite blunt, to be honest. It can be entertaining to hear them say things to others’ faces that nobody would really do back home.
For a while, I relied on maintaining contact with a few of my friends to keep the loneliness at bay, but now that they’ve become busy and gone off to do other things, I feel a bit at a loss. I know what I should do and what I am doing, but when it comes to the time I have alone to myself, I start feeling. . . sad.
It’s funny because I’ll actually be returning home quite soon, but I think that I’ll also miss this place and the people I was able to get to know here.
One of the things that has always made me feel sad in the past is when people I know leave one by one, and I think that’s part of what makes me feel this whole thing is somehow more impactful.
It’s a form of change, I guess. Changes in the people you know or are around and the environment you live in. There’s still so much I want to do, but when it comes down to it I find myself stalling and choosing to rest.
It’s the stress, I think.
Classes now are much more difficult than before (although, maybe a Physics class or two could pass the difficulties of these ones up by a few levels).
Sleep is also rather rare and hard to get. Part is, as usual, a result of the temptation to fool around and avoid what you’re supposed to be doing, but the other bit really just comes down to work load.
Still, all you students out there, 8 hours of sleep is important! Getting close to that and keeping it consistent feels amazing (I say as I’m not getting that much sleep, haha).
Back to homesickness, for everyone it’s different, really.
Some people get it within the first few weeks or months of being away from home. Others, like me get hit after almost a year, if not more.
When we came here, we were given many warnings to watch out for the impact of culture shock. However, I haven’t really felt that so much as just missing home.
So, yeah. If you are leaving home soon, make sure to wish those you care about well, say goodbye and don’t do anything you’ll regret later.
Since I have a ton of pictures from here, I’ll see if I can post a few of those with the next post to make up for the blankness of this one. ; )
Although, thinking about it, this post isn’t exactly cheerful, trust me. Life is still beautiful and full of interesting things like delicious foods! Pity so much of it is so far away. . . . //gestures vaguely
I’ll try not to forget about those pictures, this time. lolol