Showing posts with label homesickness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label homesickness. Show all posts

Back again...

So, admittedly, it's been a while since I've last written. I didn't think anyone would care but then my adoring public (ha) started making comments to the contrary and I was shocked. That said, there is some logic behind why I've been pretty quiet on here for the past 3+ weeks.

I have been really homesick. Like, almost unbearably so. Every time I go abroad, I seem to forget that this happens. I truly believe that I am a difficult person to get to know and love because, well, let's face it, I'm a weirdo. Plus I don't let people in very easily. My trust bar is probably unacceptably high (no, no... I don't need therapy :P). My post a little while back about how I was adapting better than I expected was clearly a bit premature. This homesickness has resulted in me not posting for the following reasons:

1) I hate admitting that I'm weak. This reaction may seem absurd to most but I think I'm a pretty prideful person who never likes to let on that things are bothering me.

2) I felt really uninspired.

3) I felt that if I did write, I would be inappropriately morose and I really didn't care to bring anyone else down. Reading depressing notes about me would likely make people feel sad.

I can't really say if my homesickness this round is better or worse than what I experienced in Japan. Honestly, I think my brain has blocked out the negative stuff there. Also, as limited as it was, I did have a network of sorts in the way of 13 other fellows who were sharing a rather unique experience. The network that I would have thought would be the most natural and logical here has turned out to be not so much that way. My weekends have been far quieter here than they were in LA. It also isn't helping that events are going on there that I would like to be a part of. It's rough hearing about things you would have done if you were in another place and time.

I'm trying to be patient on the friend making, but I think anyone who knows me well is aware that trait is not one of my virtues. That said, some events of the past couple of weeks have been promising:

1) Last weekend I went to a happy hour on Friday and got know some of my coworkers a bit better. I also met some nice people who were friends of friends and aren't associated with Google.

2) Saturday night I met up with my mom's best friend from college. Her step-daughter was performing at a club in downtown Sydney and was really good. Very Joni Mitchell-Carole King-esque. She plays the guitar and piano and also sings... I'm always jealous with people who have that kind of talent. Check her out here: http://www.myspace.com/alexikaye I met some other lovely people that evening whom I hoping I can build some deeper friendships with.

3) I met up with a guy at Starbucks last night to talk about Google and moving here. My old boss from LAT connected us as she'd briefly worked with him at her new gig. He has a lot of connections to Oxy people in NYC, which I found totally random but totally hilarious. It was nice hearing that someone else has had some of the same growing pains I have.

In other news, things are work are getting a bit less fuzzy. It's a lot of learning by doing. I get an assignment and will then typically bug my functional mentor, Kate (who oddly enough has the same deep love of Coldplay I do and has a ton of b-sides I'd never heard before. Big win!) and then she points me in the right direction. I'm learning a ton.

I head to Japan next week for our annual regional sales conference. Short trip of four days but I'll be staying with my host family for a night when I first arrive. I'm hoping seeing them and being in some familiar surroundings will help put me in better spirits.

I'd like to end this on a more positive note than I started. Despite the heartache I've experienced as of late, I must say that I am constantly finding great things in Sydney. The people I encounter are incredibly warm and friendly; it's absurdly beautiful (even though it's been raining for the past three weeks); the food is pretty delicious; and I'm walking a lot more than I ever did in LA, which has thankfully helped keep off the pounds that I should be packing on thanks to the Google cafeteria.

Also, to kick myself out of this rut, I signed up for the company City2Surf race (14K run from downtown to the ocean) as well as a 7K race the weekend prior. Running always seems to help clear my head (it certainly helped a bunch in Japan), so I figure setting some goals for August will help.

Okay, that's it for now. :) I'll try to write more often, really.

The Things You Miss Out On

I'd say my adjustment to Australia has been very good. I don't know if it's that things are somewhat familiar, that technology has improved, or that I jumped into my job immediately, but the transition thus far has proven much smoother than my Fulbright year. I haven't gotten too homesick just yet. TV shows seem to help a bunch (Thanks Forrest, there's been a whole lotta Sex and the City lately... Sorry, Karen, I know that's a sore subject, haha). Webcam dates with some of my favorite people also help. All that to say that this weekend in particular made me aware that being 15.5 hours away from the west coast has some serious disadvantages.

A good many of you readers out there know that I went with my family to see my grandparents just before I flew to Sydney. I feared the inevitable truth that it was possible for them to pass on while I was gone and it'd be entirely probable that I wouldn't be able to return very quickly. It was a nice visit, short, but I was grateful to see them both.

However, what many of you don't know that my grandfather passed away while I was mid-flight. In a perfect world, I would have been able to hop on a plane to fly back and be near my family, but given that I only JUST started work, it was a bit tough to say, "Hi, thanks for bringing me out here and putting me up. I'm going to be leaving now." The service was held this weekend and I wish I could have been there to say goodbye.

Because my life is so topsy-turvy at the moment (the only consistent routine I've developed thus far is the 8 or so hours I'm at work and my weekly shopping trip with my cousin), it's really hard to sort through my feelings. I'm sad about my grandpa, but it's not completely realized grief because my life doesn't really feel like my own right now... if that makes sense (I'll go ahead and pretend it does). It's a bit of an out-of-body experience, for lack of a better description. I get up, go through the motions of my day, and that's about it. I don't feel too settled since I'm living out of a hotel room and I don't have a firm circle of friends at this point. Anyway, missing the service this weekend only put into perspective how far away I am from the familiar people and places I love. It would have been nice to be around people who know me and would help me grieve. It's kinda hard to say to people you've only just met, "Hi, can I have a hug?"

Of course, being far away means I'll miss lots of birthdays and traditions. It's really odd for me not to have dinner and TV with Forrest on Wednesdays, to miss watching the NBA playoffs with my favorite Laker fans, and to not go to happy hours and Father's Office with work people. That stuff kinda pales in comparison to missing my grandfather's service, but you get the idea.

Don't get me wrong... Sydney and Google are lovely and I'm grateful for the opportunities and the experiences I'll have here. Everyone has gone out of their way to help me find a place. I just sometimes wish I could pop home a little easier.

Sorry this post is kind of a downer... just felt like getting my thoughts down.

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