Lost my phone in a strange country
I decided to join the International Student Association and got admitted. Today, I am participating in preparing food for a BBQ event on Friday. This is not my first time to cook food. Although I'm no stranger to the kitchen—thanks to my time with the Vietnamese Student Association—today's experience was different. A friendly girl ended up helping me with almost everything, which was nice, but I still felt a bit out of place. I am not a talkative. I always stay in a group with at least one student who is talkative and answer their question so people will think I am talkative. Unlucky, today, no talkative students. Maybe because we have to talk in our second language, we keep silent and do our tasks. Things changed when someone accidentally took my phone. I almost cried because of my complacency. Although I am a person who always cares about my stuff and always takes my phone in my hand, I lost that habit when I went to Taiwan. Camera everywhere, and no one...