As any sane person would know, to start a journey, one must first get the necessary equipment before actually beginning the journey. Even more so if its a long one.
Introduction:
This journey I mention is one that offers nothing less of danger. Not to mention the mental challenge and culture shock. As of now, I find myself wondering into the abyss. A world which I have evaded for the past 2 years of my life in university. A world so mind boggling it would blow your sanity away, increase your anxiety, multiply my frustration as well as add to my strain. This journey is called:-
"Step into society"
Preparation:
You guessed it. I am now making excuses on why it took such a long time to write anything new in this blog. But hey. This excuse isn't an excuse. Its an EXPLANATION!. So sit down, open your eyes, and read carefully. My life so far in university is one which I choose to live in exclusion. For those who don't get it. (live alone, few friends, etc). You could say I am a social outcast before today. I don't get invitations to go out or have supper or dinner or any invitations that resemble the above. Other then my own course mates cum assignment mates, I hardly know anyone else. The same could be said the other way round. Very few people know me. My objective isn't to be known, it is to score in my exams.
Well I am not boasting or anything here but for the sake of argument lets just say my CGPA is on a level acceptable by myself and my family. :D
Moving on............. Because of the above, I took the next step which is making a small step out of my safety zone. 1 big step for me. HAHAHA. My IPOH friends will now start saying "yeah rite. that's a lie". Well that's because I am not like that in IPOH. So they would hardly belief me. But on the other hand, if you are one of the university students you would know that I speak the truth. I unveil my mask. Allow others to exploit my capabilities. Offer my assistance to total strangers whom don't even know how to appreciate it. Allow myself to once again be a victim of politics. Damn. Even after all precautions I took, it still happens. I guess politics will always exists one way or another. Although in small amounts.
<Hats of to me for still standing tall*>
Well not exactly physically tall. Its a metaphor. But I am not giving up just yet. I still have the fire of hope in me. 21 is the age where men stop growing. If my biology subject memory serves me right :D
First step:
I find myself surrounded by more friends. I think its save to say it increased by ten fold. Amazing. It almost feels just like home. And that's where my next problem arises. Because of the long seclusion, I have almost lost all if not all of my people skills. I find myself being more direct, straight forward, oblivious towards the effect of my words and of course oblivious to other peoples feelings. But then again, I have never gave a damn or my 2 cents of thought about what other people feel when it comes to giving my opinion or solution. I'll be frank and not beat the bush because that would be counter productive. It wastes my time and vice verse. But it does seem I still am able to intimidate those above me or so they think they are above me.
Respect is earned, not a given. It must be worked for with sweat and logic. One cannot command respect. One is GIVEN respect. You can't command something which isn't yours to take or even demanded. See the logic? Let me give a simpler version. Its like paying for stuff with your parents money which clearly isn't yours to spend.
Advancements:
I have found a new idol to idolize. His name is George Carlin. He has passed away this year a few months ago. A great comedian who gives his 2 cents of an opinion (controversial and religious alike ) on national TV USA. Now that's a man with guts! Check him out on Youtube!
Also, I have decided to treat myself to a gigantic work station. What....... it has been like 1 whole year since I got a scholarship and might I add that I am doing rather well in my studies. So it just seems right that I treat myself. Now when I say treat myself I mean using the extra sponsored cash which I saved over the year. Yep MY MONEY. Not my parents so I have all the say in it. In fact, since I secured my scholarship my parents have stopped paying for my living expenses. Except of course my apartment rental of course. Other then that, all my food, entertainment, Internet, transport...etc...have all been paid by my money. Just so you know and don't you dare call me a hypocrite.
Ah
I think that's enough ranting for now. I'll update about my holiday this semester when I get the free time during the holidays. Which is most unlikely :D
~K5~
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