So living in a foreign country alone and when you don’t speak the language is kind of isolating, who knew?
I’m trying not to be bummed out, but when frustrating things happen sometimes I can’t help thinking things like “I could be at my house right now curled up with my dog reading a book” or “I could be knitting with my friends” but instead I’m sitting in my dorm’s kitchen alone eating a lettuce sandwich for dinner. Plus everyone seems to have friends already, like how the hell did that happen? I’m just proud of myself for even speaking to people. There’s a group laughing in the lounge right now and another group smoking outside in the park. Me? Well I’m sitting on my futon blogging on a Saturday night.
I keep thinking I should be doing something fun and exciting, since I’m a young adult in a foreign country with zero supervision. Also because I’m living in another freaking country why am I wasting my time indoors on my laptop!
But until my bank account opens in 3 weeks I have zero access to money. I’m honestly worried I’ll run out and be unable to buy food. So really, even if I had friends, I can’t afford to do much besides sit on my laptop.
Hopefully once classes start Monday I’ll meet more people. I’m sure I will, actually- it’s not really a big concern. The problem is right now I’m just a bit lonely, and I do miss my friends back home. I’m happy to be here and I know the experience will be worth my initial misgivings- but as of now I’m alone on a Saturday night, and I the only thing I really want is my friends here with me.