There is an old saying stated that "Time certainly flies when you are having fun".
I don't know how true that can be. Maybe it was a fun 4 years, maybe it wasn't but nonetheless on Monday the 5th of Feb 2007 marks a significant day for my life. It was so significant that it TOTALLY and ABSOLUTELY changed my life. It was so huge that it couldn't had went unnoticed.
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In case you are still confued over what I was trying to say (which I expects most of you would). 5th of Feb marks the day that I migrated to Australia. Its the day where I left everything. When I say everything I meant past 15 years worth of memory, friends, family, FOOD! behind just so I can move to a land of which I am so foreign to.
I wont bore you with too much details or else I would be saying the same thing for the 1st 10 minutes every year. I can almost make a template for this entry each year. Not to worry, I wouldn't be doing that and I will keep it as straight forward as possible.
4 years… For some it seems like a really short time and for others it seems like forever. For me, like the title suggested, it went so quick, so quick that its unbelievable. First day at Carey back in Year 10 seems just like yesterday. I can almost remember everything that happened the very moment I stepped into the school after registration. Seems so close yet its already something that happened 4 years ago.
I really don't know if I like it here or not. I don't know if I truly belong here. Sometimes I think that maybe I should just go back to where I came from, maybe thats where I feel like HOME, feel more secure in a sense. I should say its the different cultural believes that I have. Coming from a different culture background is usually harder to fit in. Not to say people are ignorant but its common sense that if someone is used to something and suddenly something new comes in (like an alien) it would be harder for them to adapt and interact and I think this is exactly the case. Outcast I shall say (Alright, that sounded a tad little too harsh).
As much as I would want to HATE it, I think I have to be adaptive… I have to learn, I have to compromise, I have to learn to let go when necessary..
As much as it sounds like I am contradicting myself, I guess after 4 years… I am starting to get used to everything, I am adapting and learning more and more about this foreign culture. Maybe its not that bad after all. After all, everyone here is so friendly.. Seriously its nothing compare to Malaysia. Lets say you can talk to a stranger on the street like you talking to a normal friend…
Lets celebrate, lets cherish what we've got now because nothing is forever…