This is job.lima and it’s my life. It has been a sleepless nigh here and I’m home for the time being.

Things been great. This has been the one of the best new years for a long time. I remember when last year I was still a high school exchange student somewhere in the midwest unable to go home. Back then or even before then I had set goals to myself.

Go to college abroad.
Be a broader open-minded person.

Become a top-notch software engineer or something of a sort.

While I haven’t reach all of these and even more goals I put to myself. Today I feel I can.

Make dreams come true.

Make it a reality.

Happy new year, have a great 2010. I know I will.

My name is job.lima and this is my life.

Each and every day that pass here it seems things are more and more quiet. Now I really am homesick.

Home sick in the sense that my own body seems to refuse food. I have a lack of interest for things here. It started to take my mind and body away. I spend most of the time thinking about Brazil and what people that I have little connection with now are doing.

While the only cure for this is just to wait. Wait to see if it goes away.

It’s been two years that I decided to leave home and start living by myself in the US. Although I have made a lot of progression in several things, my life isn’t what I wanted it to be just yet. I know that my family or any of my friend isn’t moving to the US. Or will move anytime soon.

My life for the past two weeks has resumed itself in doing school work.

My first semester in college have gone quite well except for a few tests that I could have done a lot better and for my continuous decrease on a almost non-existing social life.

It’s time to take things slow, one day at a time.
Can’t let things fall apart now.

Specially because it works

Moo programing

Today has been almost three months since I’ve been living by myself for the first time of my life. When I first arrived here I didn’t know anyone and very little about this place other than it would be the place I was going to spend the next four years of my life.

Living away from home with all the solitude can be a problem. It is still hard sometimes to live in the United States, not always I understand what people are trying to express and if they know exactly of I’m saying. I always have a feeling when I see everyone walking around here that in some way that are part of something. Their culture binds them together and I realize that I have almost nothing in common with any of these people. I absolutely love it.

Since I’ve been living here I’ve been exposed to many different people on this campus, being americans and also other international students here and it has been amazing.

I have meet people here that study and work with passion. IPeople here are loud. Boasting a noisy full of opinions and differences. People are not afraid of arguing and stating their opinions even when sometimes they come across as arrogant.

I also came to realize that no matter where you come from. People are people. It’s like every stereotype I had in my mind has been shattered. I came to realize it’s not what you are surrounded that makes who you are, it all comes from you.

There’s no spoon.

Enough with this.

I need to study more if I ever want to reach any of my goals. I need to get a job for the first time in my life. I need to start thinking about the future.

I’ve spending most of my time with Americans and my English is proficient. I smile every time someone though I was from here. I’m losing my accent.

I’ve been hanging out with CS majors and people alike. That remembers my passion for gaming, math and staying up until four doing some Java.

Like someone I know would say, train hard.

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