In an alien land

It's been almost two weeks since I got here. New people, new place, everything is so amusing and bewildering. They call dust bin a trash can and toilet, a rest room. They drink cold milk and coffee tastes like shit. People smile from a mile and say, 'hey how u doin?', but never wait for an answer. Nothing feels like home. You go to a wallmart, you can't decide what you really need. These people wash their clothes in a washingmachine and dry them in drier. Sun's hard but of no work. They eat dinner at 5 and keep me starving all night. Classes are good, professors are amazing. But things are different and not that pleasing at times. Complications of human relatioship seem more complicated here. I am missing home and people back home in this alien land. This place is so empty and void. It is so life less. The first time I stepped here, I realised this is not where I belong. I will return to where I belong.