Not a great start to what I hope a new lease of life would be.
I arrived at the end of November, just days before it started snowing. I remembered it was exciting experiencing snow for the first time of my life, but the fun ended just as soon as it started.
I chose to come to Windsor despite getting accepted to University of York - it was a huge campus, to better describe it: "a city within a city". Although the adults say that it is a dying city, (thanks to the reliance of the falling big 3 auto makers, it is a city that currently has one of the highest unemployment rate in Canada and only a casino to keep it's economy running, barely) during that time I strongly believe that Windsor has the right "environment" to study, with less "distractions" compared to in Toronto to say the very least.
Looks like a computer generated image, but I swear to God this picture of the Casino is taken using my camera.
But it was clear for me now, it wasn't a wise decision.
Winter was harsh and punishing but I was glad I managed through it fairly well, after class starts I was too busy to bother "aboot" the weather (and breakup) anyway. Besides the weather (and breakup), like many others who move overseas, I suffered from "multiple" cultural shocks and homesickness, further compounding to my misery was having a total weirdo as my roomate (for 2 months), though everything was fine eventually. Even though the university's cafeteria's offering were decent, it failed to stop me salivating at the thought of food back at home nonetheless.
Yes, I haven't been able to assimilate as well as I would have like to the Canadian/North American culture.
My first semester ends pretty well and I've met a couple of cool people, friendly (mostly) Canadians too, most of them Asians (I just couln't help it, besides Windsor has a huge Asian population after all and the university ranks top at having the highest international student percentage, we have Japanese, Korean, Chinese, Indians, you name it, we have it.), but only a handul of them are from home.
Summer arrived after months of zero negative, and it sure arrived in full blast alright. I was jobless till the end of July at least. I somehow managed to secure a part time job, but life just zips past day by day, and without knowing it, it's almost end of the holidays and to my dismay, I've accomplished.... absolutely nothing. I felt as if I have lost my enthusiasm I had when I first arrived. So to renew that lost enthusiasm, I picked up my back pack and went to Guelph and Toronto respectively. I had a great time travelling alone, tiring... but still worth the trip.
I returned refreshed, but soon find myself in yet another crisis, I could be homeless as soon as class starts if I don't find a place to stay for the fall soon, in 20 days in fact. Oh well, I guess you just can't have it your way every-effing-time, but cut me some slack would you? I mean, things have not gone the way I want it to since I got here.
After 20 years, I couldn't help but feel that I have yet to kick start my life.
Will it just kept on being delayed?
I arrived at the end of November, just days before it started snowing. I remembered it was exciting experiencing snow for the first time of my life, but the fun ended just as soon as it started.
I chose to come to Windsor despite getting accepted to University of York - it was a huge campus, to better describe it: "a city within a city". Although the adults say that it is a dying city, (thanks to the reliance of the falling big 3 auto makers, it is a city that currently has one of the highest unemployment rate in Canada and only a casino to keep it's economy running, barely) during that time I strongly believe that Windsor has the right "environment" to study, with less "distractions" compared to in Toronto to say the very least.
Looks like a computer generated image, but I swear to God this picture of the Casino is taken using my camera. But it was clear for me now, it wasn't a wise decision.
Winter was harsh and punishing but I was glad I managed through it fairly well, after class starts I was too busy to bother "aboot" the weather (and breakup) anyway. Besides the weather (and breakup), like many others who move overseas, I suffered from "multiple" cultural shocks and homesickness, further compounding to my misery was having a total weirdo as my roomate (for 2 months), though everything was fine eventually. Even though the university's cafeteria's offering were decent, it failed to stop me salivating at the thought of food back at home nonetheless.
Yes, I haven't been able to assimilate as well as I would have like to the Canadian/North American culture.
Canada, EH?
My first semester ends pretty well and I've met a couple of cool people, friendly (mostly) Canadians too, most of them Asians (I just couln't help it, besides Windsor has a huge Asian population after all and the university ranks top at having the highest international student percentage, we have Japanese, Korean, Chinese, Indians, you name it, we have it.), but only a handul of them are from home.
Summer arrived after months of zero negative, and it sure arrived in full blast alright. I was jobless till the end of July at least. I somehow managed to secure a part time job, but life just zips past day by day, and without knowing it, it's almost end of the holidays and to my dismay, I've accomplished.... absolutely nothing. I felt as if I have lost my enthusiasm I had when I first arrived. So to renew that lost enthusiasm, I picked up my back pack and went to Guelph and Toronto respectively. I had a great time travelling alone, tiring... but still worth the trip.
I returned refreshed, but soon find myself in yet another crisis, I could be homeless as soon as class starts if I don't find a place to stay for the fall soon, in 20 days in fact. Oh well, I guess you just can't have it your way every-effing-time, but cut me some slack would you? I mean, things have not gone the way I want it to since I got here.
After 20 years, I couldn't help but feel that I have yet to kick start my life.
Will it just kept on being delayed?
