Although it did feel like an adventure, coming from Indonesia to Australia all by myself was quite overwhelming and scary. I didn’t feel homesick because I was in love with the new culture and I’ve been enjoying all the freedom. Also, the big sun and clean air, (mostly) reliable transport, friendly people, no rubbish and no holes on the streets, Four Season and the Opera House, what more could I ask for? However, living without immediate family support could be hard at times.
When assignments are all due at the same week or when the assignments are all late for submission, when work is hectic, when laundry is mounting up, when the landlord sold the house and I had to move out, and when I get sick and I have to cook porridge for myself because Mom is back home in Indonesia.