It's like a Drama

There's one Chinese saying goes,' Life's a movie.' Well, I never believe in that until I flew to US to start my new journey in life.

Living as an au pair, Yes.. It's never easy. It's a typical homemaker's life, and at the meantime, you have to take care of your own depression and emotions while undergoing the process of culture shock and lifestyle adaption. I am doing prefectly ok right now, after months of staying and dealing with typical Americans. In fact, besides having crazy children and having a somewhat more open-minded thinking, they are just like any other citizens in this world. In short, just humans.

My working hours now is long but pretty flexible. If compare to some other au pairs, my workload is still heavy as I am staying with a single host mum, though, I am willing to do anything for her due to her kindness and loving nature. She's always grateful and she appreciates what I have done for her and the kids. That's enough. As long as you are nice to me, I am willing to do anything for you.

It's not really a long time I left the West Coast, however, I feel like it has been ages. I don't know why. I guess it's because I had a really hard time there. Protocol was the only one who's really clear about my situation in CA. She said that my previous host family are inhumane and they are worst than beast. I don't know. They are basically kind people and can be nice sometimes, but maybe not to me. I guess they hate me too much.

According to Protocol, I was abused and treated like a slave. I am not sure if that's true. But, I sort of like being haunted. Almost every single night, those cruel words would linger in my mind.

"We thought that you are gorgeous, lovely, smart and intelligent. But the things that you have done proved that you have no brain in your head..."

"You are acting like a teenager and you are not responsible at all. You have no brain, Chia!"

"We don't care about you and your driving test. My boys' christmas party is more important than anything else..."

"I really don't know what happened to your fucking mind!"

"You have no good values to me..."

"I want you to clean the bathroom today. I want you to do it right now..."

"There's one piece of block under the table in the living room. It has been there for weeks and nobody's there to pick it up. Why don't you go and do that?"

"If you don't have the initiative to start any conversation with me, I won't do that either. If you say hi, I will reply. If not, I won't say anything to you..."

"As a person, not an au pair, you are just freaking nice..."

"You only think about yourself, not ours kids..."

"I don't care if you like it or not, I just want you to come to my boys' room every night and say good night to them..."

"We are the BEST host parents in this world. If you want to rematch, I am sure that you will never be able to find another host family who's as good as we are."

After living with this new family. I started to feel like my previous one is sorta like evil. Don't you think so?

My current host mum told her neighbours, relatives and friends that I am sweet, helpful and kind. She said that I am way too patient and always sweet to her and her children... That's a total opposite kind of comments. I have no problems in communicating with my current host mum, too. That's bizzare, isn't it?

Anyway, I learnt a lot. The abusing part is one, the matching process which I had gone through is even worse. I was like being ripped apart. I was like a piece of worthless junk, being insulted and thrown from one place to another.

Anyhow, I am fine and I am thankful for everything, still. I went through a dramatic transform within the short three months and I started to know more about life. Life's unpredictable. Be thankful and learn to appreciate. We have to live up our life to the fullest, everything happened for a reason, just try your best and learn to accept the facts. Stop worrying too much and go partying! :P hehe.

We don't really have to make a plan for ourselves but we must have a direction. Follow the direction and you will gain more inspiration. Trust me, it's going to lead you somewhere.

I don't kow why I would come out with this post. Maybe it's because my new counsellor os coming for a Two-weeks visit tonight and it sorta like reminds me of my first Two-weeks visit in California, with my first host parents and my awesome counsellor, Judy.

Just a random post. You don't have to read it.

Cheers for our life.