Posted on the 8th of august on discord. The first entry of homestay queen is short with no accompanying images currently. In it's current state it is as follows:
"As the pen graced the pristine page, I felt a surge of excitement within me, infusing every beautifully-scripted word with an energy that left smudgy trails of ink. The writing was undeniably feminine, a trait that had been often the subject of ridicule, but one that I found endearing.
I wanted this journal to be a testament to my experiences, a repository of my innermost feelings, and it had to look nothing short of perfect.
‘Dear Diary,
It is on a beautiful, sunny day of July, the 17th, that I find myself entranced by the art of journalism. This is my first foray into journal writing, so, to whomever may be reading this, I apologize if my words seem amateurish; I am but a fledgling in this craft.’
With each stroke of the pen, I poured my heart and soul onto the paper. My wrist blurred across the diary, ink shaping into words, and words into flowing sentences.
‘Did you know? I’ve applied to a hosting programme organized by my school, in which I am to travel abroad and be hosted by a family there. Not everyone can participate, but luckily, I was chosen. And a family has been appointed to me.
A family in Japan, to be exact.
Gosh, I still can’t believe it.
Japan? It’s all the way on the other side of the globe. It’s not a country right around the corner. It’s a 13 hour intercontinental flight. I’m so excited that I can’t sleep.
I’m also nervous. I don’t know if I’ll fit in there. I did my research about Japan. It’s a whole different culture. Respect is the foundation of everything. I hope my mannerisms won’t throw them off.
I wonder what my host family will be like? Will they be nice? Strict? Uncaring? Will we be even able to communicate? I doubt my school would simply dump me in a family that can’t understand English. However, the constant surges of concerns gnaw at me.
There is no one I know there.
I’ll be utterly alone. I anticipate it as much as I fear it.
I hope they’re nice. The organizers of this project have tried to assuage our worries. Apparently, all the candidate families have been thoroughly screened and interviewed beforehand. They don’t randomly pick anyone who volunteers to host foreigners in their home.
Regardless, it’s an experience I won’t repeat.
The date of the flight is soon approaching.
I’ll keep you updated throughout my stay there. I wonder what kind of adventures I’ll get up to? I look forward to it!
— Edwin.’
I tucked away the diary, a sigh leaving my lips. Despite my best attempts at toning down my trepidation, I was in a perpetual state of anxiety. I shook my head free of those thoughts. They were recurring in nature — ever since I received the notification of my upcoming relocation for the foreseeable future.
My eyes fluttered shut. It wouldn’t be until a few hours of tossing and turning that sleep would finally claim me.
I dreamed of Japan, and of my soon-to-be host family."
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