it has been almost six months since ive decided to move here to the US. and as soon as it started it was a roller coaster ride all the way through.. there were unexpected turns and loops popping out of nowhere, catching you by surprise and making you hold your breath for a millisecond. and then it goes on,and the only thing you could do is hold on, and enjoy the ride with the people who came with you.my experience here has been n0thing but an adventure.

ive moved to 3 places w/in six months. worked with the most multicultural people. visited a dozen places. met a hundred new friends. partied small and extrvagantly as VIPs almost every weekend. made some miscalculations with my budget. indulged in vaious entrees and delicacies. shopped in every known outlet mall. made some bad decisions.and some good ones.

these may all sound good. but not everything here is all sugar ad spice. for primer, i have to accept that I AM a minority here. nobody cares about you. everyones lives for themselves. you dont get the glamorous jobs, the right benefits,etc. you have to work hard.and be patient and forgiving. I DONT have rights here. back at home, i am QUEEN. i lived a comfortable life. and then it changed.

Change; we don't like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn't is lying. But heres the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Oh, sometimes, change is ... everything!

yes. change is everything. you can let it either make or break you. i accepted it. i learned from it. i hugged every piece of it. undeniably, ive grown up fast because of it.. the only question now is do i lose myself with it? am i ready for another one?