After 2 weeks of holidays, I finally have to leave my home and be ready to start another chapter of my life. It’s the critical time for my first step into the university, being an undergraduate, as a medical student and my future depends on this step. Packed up everything again and having the experience of moving and packing for so many times, it seemed so easy for me, not much hard feelings. Maybe it’s a good sign, to show that I am ready, or maybe I just want to start soon, and don’t really wanna to trap at home. The only worries I have might be regarding some adaptation problems, which I believe I will have.
Arrived there, things are sort of different from what I have expected or what I have experienced before. I moved into a condominium who has 7 people including me, and I don’t even know their names except for my roommates and that’s something really weird, at least for me. Also, knowing that now I have a roommate who is in the same course as me, I felt a bit uncomfortable as there will be not much privacy, since I always believe I am different from the others. So, the same procedures, unpacked everything, and here I am, my new ‘home’…
The first night was strange, I felt lonely. All new faces, which every face might somehow turn out to be a familiar face in the future. Everything seemed so unpredicted for a moment, I don’t know what lies ahead. My head was swirling with all sorts of thoughs. Even with thoughts buzzing my head, there was something inside my heart which I can’t help to control. I felt the need to be there, to hear the voices, or at least to receive some messages, to share my feelings, and to have someone with me spiritually. I guess, maybe this is how it feels, to be missing someone you love. It’s hurting but at the same time, it’s sweet…
It was a difficult night to fall asleep, I really felt the need to hug, to have, to feel. Maybe that’s the power of love…
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