Monday, 27 August 2012
6 Weeks...

Is all that stands between me and graduating with a degree. 6 weeks, 5 courses, a ton of assignments. Honestly, I cannot believe that this moment is approaching so soon.

I still remember entering uni for the first time. I remember my struggles, which surprisingly included culture shock. I remember the homesickness. I remember the decision to leave, and of course, I remember landing in Melbourne for a fresh start.

Mum told me yesterday that she was asked quite a few times now (my grandfather being one of them- how touching!) when I will return home. Over here, I'm asked about what my plans are for next year.

Sydney Harbour Bridge
And honestly, I don't know.

I don't know if I can get a job. While the communications industry is getting more popular, the job market is very competitive and I am not sure if I have made myself stood out.

I don't know if I can get an appropriate visa to stay. Yes you read correctly, I'd like to get a job here and stay. But really, I don't know anything about the visa application process.

And most of all, I don't know if I'm ready for work. I know one thing's for sure- for now, I have enough of university. I salute those who can survive longer than three years, because it has been a very tiring journey for me and I am ready to change directions.

Where to? Good question.

The Opera House!
I'd like to travel. America, Europe, South America- there are so many places that I've yet to see in my lifetime, there are so many places I want to go to, to see before I settle down into a 9-to-5 grind. But that's highly unlikely given that I've not worked a day while I was studying and could not possibly fund myself.

So you see, I'm stuck in between places. I'm done with uni. I'm ready to leave. There are some aspects of being a university student that I still love, and will love, but the constant pile of assignments (some of which are a plain waste of time) is getting rather stale. I'm also not ready to put my feet into the world yet. I'm not ready to begin what we call a career- I'd like to do other things first.

Like an exchange. With AIESEC, I could volunteer overseas for 6 weeks.
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Tuesday, 14 August 2012
Loss of Youth?

While I'm not old, nor will I admit to being old, I have known for sometime now that I am somewhat, different from my teen self. Call it ageing, call it transition from teenhood to young adulthood, or whatever you want. Here are my reasons why.

1) I type in full now
Remember way back when, when you would type a sentence like 'y r u so damn lazyyyyyyy'? Well, I now type it as 'why are you so damn lazyyyyy'. Yes, I'm now one of those people who type entire words out. When I was a teen I remember wondering why adults would prefer typing in full when you could quicken the pace of your typing simply by shortening some words. Looks like that 'adult bug' hit me here.

2) I have a 'work' email
As they say, you're young until you have a firstname.lastname@email.com address. And I've had one for about a year and a half now. Yeah, that long.

When I was 15

3) I sleep more
I remember, when I was 17 (final year in high school), I could survive on four hours' sleep each night. I would sleep at 2 in the morning, wake up at 6 and head to school. Maybe it's because there was more things to look forward to then, but I now need at the very least, five hours. I could survive on three, or less, but I definitely cannot sustain that lifestyle for a prolonged period of time.

4) I have routines
I now stay in my comfort zone much more. I personally believe that's why older folks don't travel anymore- they can't handle not having enough water, not sleeping in a decent bed, etc. A few years back when I travelled with friends to the Gold Coast I survived the first day with absolutely no water. I attended school camps. A jamboree where I didn't shower for more than a week (the exact days shall not be mentioned). Now? I can survive on less water in cold weather, but I would still need some liquid.

Yours truly, during graduation
Of course, I know the 20s are when you enjoy, and that is what I fully intend to do- enjoy my 20s. But I really hope it doesn't pass by as quickly as the past 20 years.

On a brighter note, the Olympics has come to an end! It has been a riveting journey, and I was definitely one of those who cheered Lee Chong Wei on. I do remember, four years ago, when he was mocked for earning a silver medal. Four years later, he achieved the same feat, except that he's now hailed as a hero- testament to how our fortunes can change, and how hard work and determination does pay off.

There's nothing like sports events to show off youthfulness- it's an event filled to the brim with fit young men and women, and most of the time in big ones like the Olympics it's also about rising stars (i.e. young athletes) overpowering their waning, ageing counterparts (the ones who are competing for the last time).

Even for myself, the Olympics has been a growing off-age process. In 2004 I barely cared about the Olympics. In 2008 I was in my final year in high school. Now, in 2012, I'm in my final year in uni. Much of my perspectives, thoughts and feelings have changed since Beijing- the Olympics shows the inevitable changes that we go through.

I wonder what sort of person I will be come Rio 2016.

Me, 2010

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Wednesday, 8 August 2012
Simply Baffling!

Quick update on my life: Uni work has been getting more hectic, and I'm realising that this semester will be the busiest and most demanding semester I've ever had, so I will need to work hard at completing everything on time and having fun at the same time.

I know it's been a long time, but anyway here's something that I observed during my trip to China. I was reminded of it after seeing this picture on 9GAG:


I remember being completely confused as to why the Chinese would rather take the escalators than walk- after all, it saves you a lot of time since the escalators are so crowded anyway. But apparently, 90% of the population does this. The moment they step out of the train, they will walk towards the escalators and completely ignoring the stairs. Only a handful (some of which are foreigners) would walk up the stairs. Yours truly decided not to conform and to display my foreigner status by taking the stairs whenever I can.

I did not understand it at all in the beginning- why wouldn't they just walk up? Aren't the Chinese notorious for taking short cuts and the fastest way possible to get to a destination? Why aren't they worried about their assignments in the coming week?

Till today, I don't really have an answer to this question- I suppose we might come up with something new in the future, something like... refuel your car with our points!

That's all from me- enjoy the rest of the week!
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