let's take a walk on the wild side and pick up the
"there is no place like home."
So true.
Perth is great and all, but I'm already missing my family and friends. I think it's mainly because I don't have anything else to do at the moment and the nights are so friggin' long. It's already dark like 8 P.M. when it's only 6 P.M., and shops close at 5 P.M. except on Thursdays they close at 9 P.M. for the surburbs and Fridays for the city. But for the past week I've been here I've been really busy with outings and orientation talks (whenever I attend them anyway) so I usually sleep earlier than I did in Malaysia.
I made a few new friends here like my roommate from Wisconsin while the others are previously from KDU whom I got to know better. I have a hard time understanding speech here though, mostly because of their accent and way of talking that makes "Hi, my name is Clarence, so what's Malaysia like" sound like heynamesclarwotsialike? Plus I'm partially deaf. Yay me.
It's not really cold once you get used to it, but it feels very dry here. I nearly cried when I used a bath scrub because bath scrubs are for getting rid of dead skin cells and since my whole body is red after, I think all my skin cells dried up and died so I'm peeling them all off and it hurts. I'm also having cuts and red splotches on the back of my hands.
Surprisingly though such a dry place breeds really cute guys. Seriously. But (no surprise here) the rule still applies: cute guys are all either jerks, taken, or gay. Quite a lot of people I've met so far are sick though. No, you misunderstand me, I don't mean they are mentally sick. Usually it's because they are too used to warmer or colder temperatures and climates.
I've been trying out cooking and OMFG my cooking sucks. It's because I'm such a klutz, like using red kidney beans instead of adzuki beans for red bean soup, using a high fire when cooking rice. Yay me again.
But Perth is a really beautiful place and given the time, I know I'll grow to love living here. 'Till next time.
Waking up,
Elaine