Stranger in the Homeland
So I haven't been writing as much as I would like as of late. And trust me I have a lot to write about. Things are starting to get really tough. Class and coursework is starting to increasingly tougher, factor in being a bit homesick and the added stress of having to do well on the mini 2... well you can just say it gets hard trying to stay positive.
Something i noticed during my short time here is how much the place you come from has an influence on you. I never knew our geographic background influenced our behavior so much. I have met so many people from around the country here, and honestly some of them seem to be from a different planet for me. For example, I have met many people from California here and i find relating to them difficult sometimes. The way they handles things, the music they listen to, their demeanor, there local culture all seem so foreign to me. I yearn for the familiarity and comfort that comes from a place you have known your whole life. I wonder if I am being too harsh? After all is this not the perfect opportunity to step outside my box and experience life outside the confines of my geographic location? Perhaps it is not so much the geographic difference as it is... my people phobia. I have always had the most fabulous people surround me in my life that i find it hard to open my heart and soul to these strange strangers. I wish i could be more open because i find myself lonely sometimes, and then other times i relish the separation.
Random musings make for a perfect distraction from a session of mediasiting immunology, but alas i must return. Till a later time,
Nandita
Something i noticed during my short time here is how much the place you come from has an influence on you. I never knew our geographic background influenced our behavior so much. I have met so many people from around the country here, and honestly some of them seem to be from a different planet for me. For example, I have met many people from California here and i find relating to them difficult sometimes. The way they handles things, the music they listen to, their demeanor, there local culture all seem so foreign to me. I yearn for the familiarity and comfort that comes from a place you have known your whole life. I wonder if I am being too harsh? After all is this not the perfect opportunity to step outside my box and experience life outside the confines of my geographic location? Perhaps it is not so much the geographic difference as it is... my people phobia. I have always had the most fabulous people surround me in my life that i find it hard to open my heart and soul to these strange strangers. I wish i could be more open because i find myself lonely sometimes, and then other times i relish the separation.
Random musings make for a perfect distraction from a session of mediasiting immunology, but alas i must return. Till a later time,
Nandita
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