Being back

Yes, that's the keyword- being back. Back where I have always been besides the 5-6 month hiatus. When I was still in Copenhagen, a group of us friends talked about how we think the exchange experience has changed us, or have we changed in any way? I thought in my mind that yes, I think that somehow, I have. Not that drastic a change I feel, but spending 5-6 months away alone has injected a another kind of colour into me and I've turned out a slightly different shade.

Being away allowed me to let more of the other side of me come out and say 'hi' to the world. It was an opportunity whereby I could feel more unrestrained, be slightly outward. Not that I'm now an extrovert, because I think I'm more of an extrovert introvert. Or introvert extrovert. It's confusing.

I thought to myself that it seems like I'd been quite a bumpkin sometimes, so I'll have to take more notice of the way I dress. And I hoped that I'll continue speaking clearer English that will be understood not only in Singapore- the importance of speaking and writing good standard English. Not forgetting getting used to doing things myself.

Looking back at last semester, it now feels like it was a holiday.. some time off for myself, a breather, and some new experience. Some great stuff. And that still is an understatement.

But well, of course, to be fair, while I was living a different life, something that some others would not have a chance to do so, life back in Singapore went on. One friend said, she knew that she has changed- her way of thinking, of doing things, so her family and friends will have to be prepared to see a new her. But she was also aware that during her time away, her family and friends have also undergone different experiences and she might have to get used to that too.

That logic seems clearer to me now. I've been more centrally-focussed since I came back on how all those wonderful experiences have enriched me. Yes, probably, somehow the 'me' in December doesn't really connect well with the 'me' now in September. I'd seem somehow different to others, just like how some things seem different to me now. But I can't expect things to be how I left them, can I..

The world doesn't stop turning for me, or for anyone so to speak, I've got to understand that, we've got to understand that, and I've got to get used to that, ikke?