Let me tell you something about being here.
When I arrived in the USA, O'hare in Chicago welcomed me with -1 degree celsius temperature. I returned his favor by having jetlag. While realizing that the airport was huge and the immigration checkpoint was frustrating, I was confused and got headache by transit trains there and missed my flight to New York on purpose just to hop on the train over and over.
28-hour flight (exclude the time I meant to spend more in O'hare) was tiring... It made my new Thai friend and me to be the last ones to get to the campus where our orientaion was.
And... yeah....
"To be late is OK," we kept our Thai identity perfectly.... Thai aupair was the last to get there....
Believe me, it is not as amazing as you see it yourself when you're among the crowd and everyone stops walking suddenly just to stand still, just like you pause video, and things move again after the song.
Anyway,
My days at the orientation was over and now I have moved my bottom to be with a nice family for a few days. I still need time to adjust myself to get use to things around here.
One thing that I adjust myself to it very, very well is food. While the other girls said, "eww" or "yike" while staring at food in cafeteria, Alisa was enjoying the food and asking for more.
I know that it would sound regretful... But I predict myself that there would be a dozen kilo grams I would gain when I return home.
And you know what? My sense is always right!!
My schedule turns different. There's no staying up late at night to chat with someone, no getting dress in the morning to get to school and no waiting home in the evening to have dinner with mom.
As writing to this line...., I guess I already have homesick....
If there's something different, please know that I am asking for some time to get use to things around.
And if I can handle it, I may not gain much weight as I predict.
