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You'd learn something new everyday:
One of the oldest experimental cornfields is right here at UIUC. I walk past it everyday. | Today is the first day of school for me. It's ok. In fact, quite simple really. I'm glad to say that so far school work doesn't really worry me. But I don't want to become too complacent. Think it's probably only because today is introduction day. Hehe.
There's so much I have to say about this place I don't know where to start. But anyway, the whole collection of entries I wrote on my way here is located here. Go take a look if you're actually curious what kind of crap I was thinking of. I have more or less settled down in my university. UIUC is this really small town kind of university. It's self-sufficient, though not really exciting. I don't really mind it being so rural, but problem is now the university is undergoing some sort of renovation and there's construction projects like all over campus. There are road blocks, lots of dust, lots of noise, blah blah blah. Precisely what I hated about Singapore. But I can tell that there's a lot of potential here. I think I will eventually fall in love with the place. The little weird shops along the little streets, the town bursting with energy from all the university students, not too far from the nice countryside where we can see cows, lots of corn and clear blue skies. I know I can love this Urbana-Champaign area. But so far, I still hate the construction. The Americans here are ok. I haven't really gotten to know them since I've been running around campus these few days with the Singaporeans handling all the administrative stuff. But so far they seem friendly enough. I'm just not sure I'll be able to form any friendship with anyone of them. Not even my roommate. Just this morning, when we were both getting ready for school, it was so awkward. Her name is Mary. Mary: So when's your 1st lesson?
What I'm feeling now is that I've already gotten past the introduction stage. The people around me now all know that I'm Cindy, from Singapore, a PSC scholar, doing electrical engineering. Then what's next? I don't know how to go on anymore. It takes chemistry to make friendships but somehow for the Singaporeans here, and my roommate, we're kind of like forced to become friends. Like we have to be friends. That's totally weird and I hate it. I hate talking to people when I don't feel like it. I hate trying to sound interested when I'm not. But somehow, I have to. I have to, because I also need people to talk to me. People to sound interested in what I'm saying. I feel like I'm so pathetic. |