Missing: Support System

It was to be expected. Coming to a new country-slash-continent, you know exactly what you are stepping into. Separation from what you're familiar with, the stores you frequented, traffic you've grown accustomed to, and your family and friends: your support system.

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You take them for granted when you realize they're not beside you anymore. They're not a quick phone call or SMS away from a meet-up or a drop-by.

I have my brother, who has his girlfriend, and we live in the same house. Constantly the third wheel. Its not that bad really, I'm just grateful for the family and company.

It's been three months since I've stepped into this new soil, and its disheartening to know that I still don't have a 'group' of friends that I know I can run to, or people I can chat up with without a second thought.

There are my program mates, same situation as I am (here from another country to get our registration), but due to the distance and rarity of seeing each other, relationships aren't that easy to build that way. And when I do contact them or make the effort of stirring up a conversation (via Facebook), it becomes a failed attempt when only one or two respond with short replies, or most of the time with no reply at all.

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My fear is that I may have become someone no one wants to be around. As I have been trying to plan an outing for the coming winter break since last month, I may have given the impression of being 'the boss' or demanding of their time or response. I don't want to be that person. I actually know someone like that, and although she's a great leader and organizer, as a friend, she still lacks a bit of 'things' to make us completely run to her when we need help.

I 'used' to be that girl whom you can run to when you're having problems, or just want to hang out at home or at a coffee shop. The girl you can call up to catch a movie or simply talk about anything under the sun.
It seems like I'm not that girl anymore. Or at least, that's not how I'm perceived. And it does hurt me, because I know I'm not that 'bossy' girl who's tight-ass or strict all the time.

Restaurant co-workers might think I'm a dork because of how young I look (they think I look 16 years old), and that fact that I don't drink or smoke. Or how I talk at times, because of my random comments of gratitude (they give me a weird look at times when I say 'thank you' for the most mundane things).

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So I'm left at home, with urges to talk to someone about the simple happenings of the day, but no one is on the receiving end. When I see an interesting movie that's showing and I can't watch it with my brother and his girlfriend due to their busy schedule, I'm left just staring at the poster.

Does it take longer than three months to find friends, or is it due to my situation of lack of time and the dispersed locations of my program mates? Or am I turning into someone I don't want to be?

Yes. I feel alone now.
Grateful to be in this new country, working towards an opportunity not a lot of people are privileged to have.
But still alone.

Anybody out there want to grab a cuppa joe with me?