Yellow people
How's it going ? Good I hope !
Nothing much been going on with me since my last blog but since I have absolutely nothing to do I just thought of blogging. Winter is officially here but unfortunately my place is only blessed with pissing rain because the temp is not cold enough to sustain those nice white looking thing *do not think anything else it is called "snow"* ...
I'm currently listening to Andrea Bocelli's Vivere a very nice album. It's got lots of soul in it and it somehow it fills me up now. 3 days ago the 2nd person I meet on campus, Jade from England has left for home after an adventurous semester in Uni of West Georgia. She has safely landed back home and it makes me envy her. She will have the luxury of going back to everything she knew all her life and be with her family in these times of sharing.
As much as this whole "host" family thing is playing out fairly well it still feels different. To be away from things you know and be thrown into a place of unfamiliarity is just ... *I'm lost of words in describing how I feel now...*
The weather in Georgia does not help either. It freaking gets dark when the clock hits 5 pm and is raining in Dec instead of snowing because the temperature is not cold enough to turn those little droplets into ice by the time they hit the ground. Sometimes I think this is all a joke. All my life I have been dreaming of just leaving the nest for something crazy but this... This is just so bland...
Leaving the city life behind me does not help one bit either... Somehow the outskirts are so quiet at night together with all the flora and fauna makes me miss the city life so much. Sometimes I dream of me just walking down Bukit Bintang or Hong Kong City or Singapore and feel the vibrant of the city just coming back to me. Having the luxury of sitting down in a corner in Starbucks or something and just chit chat away while the whole city goes along on it's act.
All this activities of saying Hi and Good-Byes to people that come in contact with you for a second and knowing that you might not meet them ever again in the future just makes me sick to the stomach. Sometimes I wish I never have to meet a new person because introducing yourself is the easy part where else the difficult part is parting off when the time comes but guess what ? THIS IS LIFE DEAL WITH IT.
Food here sucks. People depend too much on Walmart and their &%$#-ing blast freeze technology in preserving food, fast food that fills your stomach with nothing but horrible parts of the meat and restaurent outside with their pretty decent yet expensive meals. I mean when it comes to food I admit I'm pretty picky but is it so difficult to ask for a good meal ? By good I mean vegetable and meats bought roar, prepared and cooked in the kitchen and finally served hot. I wonder how did the people here seriously managed to survived on food like this for such a long time. It has only been a couple of months since I've got here and my stomach is starting to reject the food I am being served simple because it just taste different and nothing like a good fresh cooked meal. You can taste the taste of a refridgerator everytime you eat something and it just makes me so sick.
I guess i went on rambling too much for once...Perhaps it is the darkness. It gets the best of you. Trust me that is exactly what I am going through. Later...
Marcus
PS: Another friend is leaving for home tomorrow. Hopefully I get to meet him in the airport and bid him farewell and then hang out with my other uni mates.
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