Time goes really fast. I dont even realize that It's been in June already. 10 months in America has been an amazing time for me getting to know a lot of good friends and having the second family in my entire life. I'm not saying that I was always having a good time while I was staying here because life's never easy for us.But pretty much what my family and friends have done for me made me feel home and warm.
For the first night I got here, It was totally horrible. I was taken home by 2 strangers at that time ( aka Mom and Dad now) at 1 in the morning. And i had a feeling that they were going to kidnap me because we lived in the middle of nowhere. I found it really weird when I walked in the house, went to the hall way to get to my room. Everything was just totally odd. Imagine within a day, you were at 2 places, one was with your friends and family, noisy and busy, one was with strangers, quiet and dark, you would know what I felt at that time.
I was crying a lot that night when I was talking to my Mom in Vietnam and I couldnt sleep until 5 in the morning, partly because of jetlag. I woke up on the day before in the middle of the afternoon assuming that was 8am. I completely didnt know what to do, what to say, my mouth was numb and I just kept it shut.
Time goes by, I got to know more people and friends and no longer felt homesick as much as I'd been before. I started talking a bit more because basically Im a really loud person and I can never keep me silent for a long time. I have to talk. Probably, my friends and family can tell if that is true now. My mom said I was really quiet for the couple weeks that I first got here but after that, no more.
Gradually, I'm the part of my family which I never knew when. I began spending time watching TV, movies, partying, traveling with my family a lot and obviously, I had wonderful times with them. Oh chores, I was told by my Vietnamese mom that I should help my host family with chores and stuff. Honestly, I never did chores in Vietnam, NEVER EVER. I just started doing the dishes, sweeping the floor, doing my laundry, cleaning up my room, bathroom when I got here. My parents used to have a maid in Vietnam to help with chores and taking care of the house so I pretty much didnt do anything, what I did at home was just going home, sitting in front of the computer(typical), talking to my friends, studying and hanging out. And when i came here, I had to get acquainted to those chores. I already saw my mom do those kinds of stuff so I just followed whatever I remembered lol. For the first couple months I got here, I did chores as a guest who lived there, had food and afterwards, I did chores as a son who wanted to help their parents. By the way, I hate gardening. I'll never forget what I had to do when I woke up late and missed school on that terrible day. I was really pissed because Mom kept sending me chores to do but now, I have to be thankful to you for having made me not miss the bus any longer.
Attachments are easy to make. I've made and had a ton of things and memories in my mind with you guys. Im an emotional person. I can feel the love easily and stick with it forever. I will never forget those moments that we spent together. I'll always remember the GOOD LUCK CHUCK, What happens in Vegas, French dips, tater tot casterol, hamburger and tuna helpers, Macaroni and cheese, the Shovel, American Idol, Big Brother, slug bug game, Hannah Montana, snow, practice in the morning, swim, graphic class, prom, graduation, Christmas, Halloween, Thanksgiving,Easters... a lot and a lot. Every single thing sticks on my heart like a note tagged by a pin on the board. I love all of them even some made me embarrassed( you know what I'm talking about). Every single thing reminds me of you guys so much. I will miss them like crazy when I get back to Vietnam.
On that first night I walked into the house, I never knew that one day, I would miss and love this place like this. Everytime I cleaned up and packed my stuff today, I felt sad and start bursting into tears. I couldnt help when I looked my room and everything just popped out in my mind. I know the hardest thing is saying goodbye, especially to the people that you love. It's the toughest thing ever. I just want to say THANK YOU, a lot a lot for having me this whole year, giving me a lot of experiences, considering me a part of your family and making me miss you today! Just want you to know that I'm always YOURS!
I love you all!
Ken!
