Gulliver's Travel - Vol 5. The Maple Leaf Story

the ride

Well according to this blogger thing, the last post was dated to be the 8th Dec and apparantly, today is the 18th, which means it's been a week and a half since then. I seriously cannot tell you where those last 10 days have disappeared to, time no longer flies, it just vanishes. However, when people say time flies when you're having fun, it hardy applies to this situation. This last week has been filled with goodbyes, exams and studying...oh and a day trip up to Whistler of course. The first three points, which have taken up most of my week, were definitely not the manifestation of 'fun' yet time disappears nonetheless. It defies the laws of logic and nature.


Before I left Australia, organisers of this whole exchange program had people come in and talk to us about how to handle the tough times when we first arrived...the homesickness, the loneliness, the culture shock...blah blah blah. They even went all technical and mathamatical with a graph to describe the whole phenomenon...they called it the U-Curve. Basically your happiness would vary in the shape of a U with respect to time. First everything is new and funky and you have lots of fun, then a few weeks in you wonder why you're there and you miss friends, family and what not back home, then you feel happy again once you make friends and get use to the environment towards the end of your stay. While I never experienced any of this U curve business, what I am experiencing now is something they never told me about in great detail. So I am now left slightly dumbfounded and somewhat shocked. The core of the issue is that I never expected that saying goodbye to the people I've met here at UBC would be such a hard business. But now when its time to leave, I begin to realise that these people had grown to be like family to me all this time, and seeing these family members go back home and continue on with their separate paths leaves me with a sense of incompleteness. You never really know what you have until its gone...well, even when its almost gone. But, life goes on and hopefully these threads that are intricately woven together in life will cross paths again one day. So despite my final exam starting at noon tomorrow, I can do none other than party it up with these guys tonight, and cross my fingers for good luck for tomorrow's exam.

It's been a short but one mama of a sweet ass ride. Respect goes out the peeps in SL baby....errr I mean bro. And now that I think about it, my time here really was kinda like a rollercoaster ride, there was the initial excitement of wondering what life in Canada would hold for 1 australian asian male as the roller coaster climbs up to the first high peak, and then as you peer over the edge, excitement and nervousness fills your entire body as you realise how high up you are and the potential in the vast amounts of opportunities that lie infront of you. And as you take those opportunities, you just scream your lungs out and enjoy the rushing sensation of the ride. That happens multiple times at a lightening blitzing pace as you race through the loop the loops, the sidewinders and the bumpy bits and before you know it, the end of the ride jerks to an abrupt halt. Excitement and andrenaline is now pumping through your body and you are left with exciting and fun memories and a burning desire to do it again. Only this time, the ride was my last and its time to go home and tell the world how fun rollercoasters are.

However, this kinda ride continues after tomorrow's exam as I head up to Whistler to spend Christmas and New Years with some randoms and some friends. Although somewhat of a different flavour, this is where the serious business of OD-ing on snow starts.

...and I wait with great excitment and anticipation for it.


peace out

posted by Lemdog @ 9:57 AM