i clearly remember mr g telling me that the first 3 months would be most difficult for me... this is where all the adjustments and homesickness usually kicks in. oddly enough, ratherim thankful, that apart from at most 3 inexplicably sad mornings of uncontrolled tears and over the top melodrama and ka-praningan, i've been okay here. i am in no way complaining.. dont get me wrong. im surprised i have not cried buckets every night nor have i impulsively bought tickets back to manila. although i think i still have had my fair share of realizations.
before i left for saigon, i was picking alf's brain about what its like to live and work abroad... to somehow prepare myself for the changes ahead. i remember him saying that it would be a good experience, but i should be aware that i may discover things about myself that i may not be ready to accept. i knew this move was about both professional and personal growth. so far i have been faced with more realities about myself. some of which are easier to swallow than others. hahaha. but i have no regrets.
so here is to my first (almost) three months... and hopefully to many more stable and fruitful ones. :p mot, hai, ba, yoooooooooo! :D
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