F.O.B

So this summer, if everything is well, I will be moving to US.

I will be a Fresh off the Boat (FOB), which according to Wikipedia means :

Fresh off the boat (or "F.O.B.") is a phrase used to describe immigrants that have arrived from a foreign nation and have not yet assimilated to the host nation's culture, language, and behavior

Yes yes, with my -I'm-so-cute a.k.a sok imut way of dressing (printed shirts, monkey hat )
and my strange yet very Indonesian English accent which only Bill can 95% understand)

Like if I don't say anything, I might not be looked so FOB (that if I only wear a plain shirt and jeans). 

But once I open my mouth, and people hear the way I speak, either the accent or the way I arrange my wordings, it is obviously I'm a FOB.

Am I worry ?

Yeah, a little (no, actually a LOT !!)

What if people don't understand what I'm about to say ?

What if they laugh at me because of my accent ?

What if they thought I'm somewhat retarded ?

 *ouch !*

Bill said it won't happen, because people in US are used to immigrant.

But still, even he laughed at me when I pronounce something wrong, like how I pronounce Avocado before.  T___T"

I can speak English, it's just not that great....

That's why among foreign friends (especially if they're American-British-Australian, because they're native English speakers) I will speak less, a little bit worry, I suppose 

*try to imagine me not talking !!!!! such a chirpy bird as I am !*

We'll see how it is next summer. 

Hopefully not as worrying *read : scary* as I thought it would be.

And I might apply to a school if I can't get a job rightaway.

We'll see.

It's just the thought of the day....

 

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Today I lost my engagement ring's diamond on an accident.
The diamond fell off I dont know here, while the ring still on my finger.
I was so sad and sort of having a bad mood in the morning.

Plus, the night before I didnt have enough sleep because of some stupid sms sent by an annoying person *sigh*

My day at the office was okay. It was busy.
In the end of the day I was so nervous because after several tracks and phone call, the DHL which I already sent out on Monday is still in HK !!! While it needs to be use tomorrow.
I'm a dead meat -____-

I don't know, but I have a feeling that tomorrow will be a hard day.
Hopefully it wont, but I am very scared and worried about it.



Another 7 full months to go.
And I will be free.
IT will be OK.

*self suggestion*

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Note, 281109
It end up by me calling my mom, telling her how stress I am, how scared I am, and I started to broke down, and sobbing.
I hang up the phone (I can't speak because of the sobbing :p), called bill asking him to come.
He came right away and I cried some more.
Thanx :)