Due to some hurtful *sniff sniff* accusations that I only blog about conversations *glares at seok mei* I have decided to make a supposedly proper blog entry
Half a year. Whoa. That really is unexpected. I have finally planted myself firmly in college life and suddenly it’s the beginning of a month holidays, and major exams? It went by in a matter of seconds on the clock, so imagine…15 seconds from now it will be the end of college. We (I) will be moping and emoing out in the background as we (I) watch new friends and old friends disappear into the black unseen mists of the future. We’ll probably make promises to meet each other often, or at least once in a while, and to never forget each other, to keep in touch, to be friends forever. But how many of those promises will be kept, and how many will be just fake words to comfort the promised?
Where would our friends and we be in 15 seconds time? Will we ever see or think of each other again? How can we be so certain we will if we don’t even know where our paths are leading us? Will we turn out how we have been hoping to turn out since we were small? Or teenagers? Or young adults? Will wistful and wishful thinking be a reality in the future? Or will we be on a totally different path of life? Will some of us sink into the dark pits of drugs, murder and joblessness? Will some of us be the next Bill Gates? Will we have fights that we can never repair if one party doesn’t want to repair them? Will we draw closer to people we didn’t even notice before? Will we be happy and feel our lives have been fulfilled, or will we be left alone to dwell on mistakes and regrets?
But I suppose that that’s the future, and its meant to be the future. I suppose the feeling of knowing after 15 seconds is better than the feeling of knowing after 1. But what if right now, if we keep following the track of wondering that we are traveling on now, we’ll end up successful and happy, and if we stop wondering and let life take control of the steering wheel, we’ll end up unhappy and lost? How do we know the right thing to do? Wondering can drive you out of your mind but what if wondering is the only way to get you where you have to go? How do we even know, that even if we end up happy and successful, when we get to heaven we’ll find out that it wasn’t the path we were meant to follow? What if there were signs we missed and nudges we ignored?
I’m lost (and so are you – except your lost cause you cant understand my blog). In 15 seconds, results will be out. 1A? 2As? 3As? 4As? Then I’ll have to make the biggest decision of my life.
First, the most important thing, the one that would decide my future, was PMR…then suddenly the thing that would decide my future was SPM…and now it’s changed again? But finally I think I have finally found the most important thing.
But it’s the hardest. Do I be selfish? Do I look at the decision from different angles and points of views? Both options have their owns pros and cons.
If I’m selfish, I choose to go to Melbourne in 2008.
Which means I would need 3A’s and 1B. It would also cost a hell of a lot more. But it also means ill be away finally from my parents and prove to everyone that I can lead my own life perfectly. I would be independent and free. And I wont have the headache of transferring across the continent in the middle of my studies (which is the next option)
Twinning 2009, if I decide to feel sorry for my parents, since they have already spent over a 200k on my education. They have spared no money from me, and have always tried their best to provide me with everything I want or need. And now, with my dad tethering on retirement, if I stay back and do twinning it would make a world of difference. Which means ill be back at HELP for another year literally alone. Pack up one year into my studies. Enter a class with no one I know. The plus point, I only need 1A, 1B, and 1C.
Its funny. I always had enough money to spend on things I didn’t need. So I suppose, in that way college IS a total new plane of life, since now I have nothing to spend. It’s my first time in this predicament. This is all so new to me.
Either way, I’ve decided ill be doing
- a Double Degree in Accounting and Finance, followed by
- a course in CIMA
Which will end me up in a career in Accountancy. The job lifestyle itself is the thing that draws me. I have exposure to it as my sister works in PriceWaterHouse Coopers, one of the Big Four. (And after all, my mom has successfully brainwashed me out of law). Since I was 5, I made it crystal clear that no matter how much pleading and bribing my mom carried out I would never pursue medicine. But right now, I’m doing the unthinkable and thinking about it (pun not intended). But the repulsion is of course, the early hardships in the field of medicine.
But then, which will give me the more comfortable life I’ve always lived for. Obviously the third offers more opportunity to climb the money and social ladder, a dream of mine, but the second has been a fantasy of mine since a tween. The first provides a different kind of satisfaction; security. And if work hard, I should be able to earn into the tens of thousands.
Money or happiness? Gregory Tan says aptly that they can co-exist. Which I agree. But then, money>happiness to some...me as well...I don’t know. I still haven’t figured it out. How can I be sure? Especially coming from Cempaka.
But why do i dwell in the future?
Banish the future. Live only for the hour and its allotted work. Think not of the amount to be accomplished, the difficulties to be overcome, or the end to be attained, but set earnestly at the little task at your elbow, letting that be sufficient for the day. --William Osler
So my dear dear friends and blog readers. My Seinfeld is on. But remember
Look to this day,
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the verities and realities of your existence;
the bliss of growth, the glory of action, the splendor of beauty.
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision,
But today well lived makes
every yesterday a dream of happiness
and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore to this day,
such is the salutation of the dawn
11 comments:
oh yeahh.. medicine was NEVER in my list of things-i-want-to-pursue.. ok.. one of the things that made it into the list was being a chef =p haha. seriously.. and until now.. my back up plan if i dont make it into law is a food connoiseur. seriously.
rachel...thats good and all...but can you even cook?! =p
why not =p i can cook maggie mee! and spaghetti. haha.
BRING BACK THE CONVERSATIONS!
okay, just kidding....well the whole paragraph with a few million gazillion questions gave me a headache.:)
hahaha...conversations making a return dont worry...hehehe!
rachel...i really doubt that qualifies as cooking...i bet you even paris hilton can do that
but then again paris makes spaggheti
paris makes LASAGNA! didnt you watch the simple life interns the other day =p
oh yeah!!!
when i go inbetween i say lasagna instead of spaghetti...dunno whats wrong with me...haihz....
YEAH I DID! i like the phsycic one...
*lots of energy*
hahaha!
you actually WATCH the simple life? are you kidding me. that was my first episode ok. and the last as well =I so corny la. aiyor. btw.. it's spelt PSHYCHIC =p
eh im not the one who has cinapek grammar while smsing okay! yes i do watch...sometimes...
i mean if i see its on ill watch la...so funny la!!!!!!!! their so wierd hahaha!
expecially the PSHYCHIC and cooking one
Nice idea with this site its better than most of the rubbish I come across.
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