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♥ My summer.
It's been a long while since I updated this space. I am also questioning the purpose of its existence right now. Because sometimes, wonderful memories couldn't just be put into words anyway.
But... here's to saying, thank you for an amazing summer! (:
If you haven't already known, I went to Korea for summer studies this summer. It has been something I wanted to do way back since a year ago, and I have been planning it for a whole year. It's a miracle my parents agree (after I told some small white lies) so I couldn't miss this chance, even though I know I might possibly be alone in a foreign land.
46 days of summer was good, undeniably. But if someone asks me, "How's Korea?", I can't really express how I felt in words. It's an indescribable feeling. Yes, it was good, but not exciting nor eye-opening, it was just good. And no, it didn't disappoint. It sounds a bit neutral and I attributed it to the fact that I was staying there for too long. (At least relatively longer than a one-week travel) It seems like I was just living my normal life in Korea, and you wouldn't really know how to describe when people ask you "How do you feel living in Singapore!!". Because I wasn't just travelling, I was also living the life of a student, the life of a local, hanging out with Koreans and korean friends after school.
But I do admit, I was so sick of it halfway, something like one month after being in Korea. Well, you can get used to hearing Korean everywhere, but you can't get used to the foreign feeling that you get when you are constantly reminded that you are not part of them. It is a culture that was very hard to assimilate into, and it wasn't just me. Some of my friends felt this way too, and I have seen many exchange students' blog saying so too. And may I add that my Korean was so elementary that I could only order food and ask for directions, with 50% chance that I cannot understand what is said back to me.
Nonetheless, it has been amazing. Amazing in the way that I didn't know I could survive so far and so well in a foreign land. (I gained 2.5kg gosh) Amazing in the sense that I was stepping on the land I wished to step, breathing the air that I wanted to breathe, seeing real Koreans right in front of me, and everywhere around me. But when every journey comes to an end, all I can say that, taking the first step is not easy, but taking the last step is worse. You never know when you will be back there again, or when you will see those friends of yours again.
