It has been a week since I left home, to a place far far away… living, staying, adapting and learning to live another life, without the help of my usual bros and mates around, life isn’t really as pleasing as it is. People changes, life changes, attitude and behavior differs and relationship stretches, which creates a total disaster in my previous life.
Staying in Liverpool for a week now has been a great life, especially with all the shopping going on. But being apart from my home country has been sickening. Home sick is the word to portray all the hard times I’m having here, despite the need to concentrate on the new life here in the United Kingdom.
It was not the fun that has brought me here to Liverpool, but it was the fun before I came all the way here that has brought me to life, thinking that everything would be just fine, but seems like things has gone haywire since I left. Perhaps this is known as the “culture shock” that I’ve studied within my course, when I no longer belong to anywhere, not my home country not the country that I’m staying with right now.
The toughest moment through the toughest decision will not stop here, but if things are not mould well within this short period, war will be created, and things shall not go back to how it has been. Even though I’ve mentioned that things will change in life, but this is definitely one of the worst choices ever. But to face the fact of life and to see how things could go differently, challenges are taken and things should flow the way it is.
I might hate myself for saying all of these, but this is the fact that things are different. The mentality, the thoughts and the behavior, everything would still change accordingly even though I don’t want things to happen this way, but the only choice is to accept it and try to cope with it every time it happens.
But what I can say is just to wait and see, to see how things goes and let the flow be the guidance of the new life at this point of living.
