Last week I was super busy for filming my film for final exam, looking for new homestay, traveling and thinking to extend my studying in Canada. And now everything is gonna arranged well, I have finished my film, I had a wonderful trip with my funny and interesting classmates and I have decided to stay here until Oct. 31th, and then I will change to a new homestay to start my new life here.
I am tired to the actual homestay, they have many rules that my roommate and I have to follow. But when I was looking for new homestay, I spent a very tough period. I had two choices, one is to live with a single woman, the other is to live with a very nice, and active hostfamily. Single woman offered me a nice room but she is busy for her work and hobbies, so she said sometimes I would live alone for 3 or 4 days or I will cook by myself, in short, it means I must be independent.
The other option is to live with a busy family. This hostfamily is my classmate's present hostfamily, I have known them before I decided to change hostfamily. So when this hostparents knew I was looking for a new hostfamily, they called me and told me they would like to invite me to join their family and even arranged me to have a supper with them for introducing me their house. I like this hostfamily very much but the room they offered is not so good, there is no desk, there are only a queen size bed and a small window that makes the room not so bright.
I told these two options to my teacher, she said this is a tough decision. I agreed with her. I wonder which one is better for me but I only have one night to concider it. I discussed my options to my roommate, she told me a word that made me decided to chosed the busy family, she said "Cherry, your purpose to came here is to change your lifestyle besides improving your English." Yes, it's my purpose, if I chosed to stay with the single woman, it is no differences from the life that I lived by myself in Taiwan!
I often feel my roommate is more mature than me, although she is just 21 yrs old. We have very closest relationship, recently when we told about my moving, she always felt sad and started crying , and so did I. I am very glad to meet her, we are matched and sometimes we can understand each other very well even though speak English with wrong gramma.
Just one minute ago, I told to my hostparents I will move, but I cried. To be honest, sometimes I think they are not so bad, recently I found one of the reason I can't adapt myself in this homestay is the different culture and thinking way, not their trivial rules. I think I will miss them and my dearest roommate and my confortable room.