After a dreadful departure at the airport on 21/2, Sunday, I finally came to New Zealand. Had been thinking quite a lot when i was on the plane. It seems that the whole thing is so surreal. I was doubtful if i made the correct decision. I actually don't mind taking Alevel and studying in HK but somehow for some reasons I don't know precisely, I made it to New Zealand.I still believe this is the best i can make though.
I looked out of the window when the plane was starting to land and started comparing Auckland to HongKong. Auckland is so green and tidy. Houses are built in a rather regular pattern. They were not scattered at all. I guess it was the suburb of Auckland as I could hardly find any tall builings there.The houses looked so small from above and I wondered if they were cars....so I compared the size of a house to that of a tree and agreed that it was a house... the picture of Central suddenly appeared in my mind and I realized how I miss home...
Auckland is more or less the same as Sydney, i mean the general impression. A really blue sky, broad roads with heaps of trees on each side. I met two HK exchange students who study BBA and Sociology at CUHK when i was on the way to my residence.
I live in the international house of Auckland U, where food is provided (thankfully).A guy showed me the way to my room and it is just right next to the dining hall. I am really glad that I don't have too cook orelse I would either die of starvation or food-poisoning...I am just not so interested in cooking...There are quite a lot of New Zealanders and American exchange students living here and people are amazingly nice. So I tried to unpack my stuffs but ended up getting grumpy...
I texted Wendy, my good friend who was traveling in Auckland and decided to meet up at the entrance of Auckland U's library. It was pretty cool to see her in Auckland and I had a feeling that we were back to the old times when we were couchsurfing in Taiwan.It's summer now in NZ and it's pretty warm here. My eyes simply closed automatically when the sun was shining. I was so tired that I could fall asleep even when walking... Wendy came to my residence and helped me to sort out my stuffs. Thanks god that she was here orelse i could never have got it done! Then we went back to the city and had dinner.
A dreadful departure again.
I cried literally when Wendy kissed me goodbye. It isn't the first time that I live in a foreign land, that i get away from home, but this time I feel completely different. I remember I didn't even feel homesick in the first few weeks during my exchange in Germany 1.5 years ago. I expected a lot and was extremely excited when i arrived Frankfurt. My hostfamily picked me up in Goettingen and we drove back to Osterode am Harz, a little town where i lived when i was in Germany.The whole thing went rather smoothly and it just took me a day or two to get used to the environment.
But coming to NZ is simply different. I just can't imagine I will be living in Auckland ALONE in the coming 3-4 years. Usually I didn't have to care about if there were shampoo or shower gel in the bathroom as my mum would buy them, or I can simply tell my mum to buy stuffs for me and I never know how much they cost. Even when i was in Germany, my hostfamily would buy them. I came to realize how spoilt I am and I had taken many things for granted. I felt weak and helpless. Homesickness tortures me.
I guess people generally think that I am a tough person, as I might seem to be. But I am just layered in this way. Once when I get out of my comfort and safe zone, I am timid. It reminds me of animals. Animals are very alert of their surrounding when they are in an unfamiliar place. They are on nerves and are prepared to retaliate. I don't mean I am going to RETALIATE as nobody is hurting me. But I am definitely sensitive to everything.
I always think that language is such a magic. It always has the power to change somebody's mood dramatically. Homesickness was unbelievably overwhelming when I was reading some words from my two friends. They were not long letter, but triggered such a great emotional turmoil. I always know that my friends love me and I never question my position in their hearts. But I was still quite surprised when I knew how much my existence means to the people I truly care.
I remember a friend told me that homesickness would make people mature. I don't know if I mature a lot in these 3 days but i definitely realize how overprotected I used to be.
So that was my first day in Auckland.
Let's have a look at the two photos below.
The first one shows the building of Arts of Auckland U whilst the second shows Business School. They are located right next to each other and create a funny and ironic picture! The business school is obviously newly constructed and everything inside is newly furnished and glamerous while the building of Arts is rather shabby...
It reminds me of the importance of money and knowledge. I can never live without basic necessities, nor can i live without my soul. I value the latter one more actually.
This is the way how I packed my cello using bubble wrap. It looks more like a mummy!
By the way, I found that sending sms through Skype is so much fun. I sent some messages to a couple of friends and just couldnt stop it!
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