My first 4 days in the UK
It's been 4 days and 4 nights since I am here in the UK. It was totally weird being here. Staying in a different place, eating different food, adjusting myself to new environment, new people around me. Getting a stare from people because I was holding hands with my bf at supermarkets. Learning new rules in the house, getting used to a few things at a time.
It's great being with my bf, but it's not easy trying to get used to this small town. I don't know how to go places by myself.And worst of all, I don't understand what people said to me on the street or on TV. I never used to have this problem in the US, but over here it's so difficult getting used to the accent here. I think I understand only 40% of what is said on TV and I don't have the confident to communicate with strangers because I'm afriad, I would make a fool of myself. The only person I understand is my bf, and it's not so fun to only speak to one person all the time, don't you think?
I miss Thailand. I miss being in the place where I know what to do and where to go. I miss having my family and my friends who I can call or talk to at anytime that I want. I miss being able to spend money on everything I want without much thought, because everything is at affordable price. I miss havig something to do and going to work. I miss my old lifestyle.
I was thinking last night and today, whether it'd be better to cut this trip short and go back to my hometown. I've given up a lot of things to be here, and found that it's even harder than I thought. As much as I have to try and stay positive, I don't think it's gonna make it much easier going forward.
It's getting dark here already and it's only 4:30. How depressing will it be during winter? Better not think about it now right? I think I should end my rant here. Sorry that I don't have a lot of fun story to share. Hope it will get better in the near future!!! Until next time.... bye.
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