I suppose it would be fair for me to write down what had happened so far right? Considering the fact that I haven’t said or updated much here. Fb can only so much as mirror my social lifestyle and what I do in general here in Hong Kong. Only so much.
I ‘ll try to put my feelings and experiences to justice here. Give me the benefit of doubt, and just read what I have to say.
I’ve already lived here for 2 months and a half, soon to be 3 months full. And I will say, with the gods good blessing or maybe my good karma from a past life, I have had a perfectly good life going on here. Not that life back home was bad, but this one was just as good as that.
My hall where I live, being the best there is, was one lucky stroke on my part. I don’t need people to keep reminding me how lucky I was to get into it. And the university, though lacking immensely on the creative and inspiring aspect on the part of the lecturers and the speed in which we have lectures and covered courses, I am beyond happy to have come here.
The company, widely varied and one kind I didn’t imagine to have before, is the best I’ve had so far. I am really fond of them, all of them. No, I am not particularly close with anyone, or can I really call anyone here a bestfriend to whom I can run to to share my feelings, but they’re all really one marvelous group. And I am happy to be graduating with them 3 years from now.
Hong Kong, despite all the rumors and things spoken of it and still being spoken of by many, I am afraid I didn’t experience anything extremely horrifying or discriminative or really hurtful. Sure, they speak Cantonese, but they understand mandarin and that’s the saving grace for me. I got along well with them using mandarin. And well, they may be rude especially those not from the university area, but what the heck, if I survived the vile and ridiculous culture that is Malaysia and all its glorious racism and mutual dislike with each other, I think HK is far better for me to handle. I assure you.
So, now for the real part of my life, that which I should elaborate well here. No, not everything can be perfect, because I am human and surrounded by humans. My last post might make it seem like I was having a rough time here. True, rough in some aspects, as do everyone experiences.
Being so far from my family, my father and mother were constantly reminded in me, especially when I feel lonely or generally in need of comfort. Like I said, there is no one in this world that I can truly turn to to share my feelings, however, good or close they can be. My parents, I cannot say anything beyond the general things via skype, it just doesn’t feel right. But I do remember how nice it was being back home, knowing I had some overly concern people to go back to and assure and say,” Yo I’m fine, back off! “
Or the fact that food was always there for me when I needed, or the nagging idea of a temple and prayers to attend to, to keep my religious life on the balance, or that my dear sister was always there to reprimand me when I was over the line ; or to share my jokes and laughter with; It was no longer there. And this realisation hit me most horribly as the days living here got longer. The first month, I didn’t feel anything because I was still learning, adjusting, getting lost, finding my way, hunting for food, and cheap clothes, paying this and that, making new friends and remembering the ones I just met, and so on. With all this huu haa done, I have the time to actually think slowly and realize,” My old People!”
And now, I have the last exam to study for. In 15 days to be more exact. Yeah sure, the assignments and projects while a pain and a hassle, were finished, some brutally and some easily and whatever the marks I got from it I really don’t want to care now. If its bad, hell I’ll tear down that lecturer’s throat to get an A, especially Ecen ( English ) If she bloody well gives me a B, I’ll be right up the dean’s door ready to have her sacked. You be sure of that. No one messes with my English grades, especially Hong Kong people.
I’m learning a lot here, really. Clichéd words, but that’s the truth. Can’t have possibly learnt or experienced it all had I remained in that nut shell that is Malaysia. I love the place, food culture. The people, so so laa. My family the most ( they’re not Malaysian in this context ) Our country has to let go and come out full swing if we want to be somebody’s. I don’t plan to work there anymore, or even live there. I’ll gladly be a permanent residence elsewhere. I’m open for suggestions.
Thanks to Singapore for rejecting me twice, and to Astro and Maxis for rejecting me as well. Cause when two universities in Hong Kong took me in, I loved them from that moment and now I love it just as well. Let’s see if my GPA stands a chance to send me to my choice of exchange. I wont say what happened in regards to this considering the fact that I met some very awesome but humble people from the best university in the world, which was MIT and Colombia. And had lunch with them, almost like a dream really. They had some good advice for me, ones I planned to take.
And who knows, if fate has it in me to go somewhere in life before 2012, I might as well live like its really gonna end that year and make the est of it all.
One other thing, I organized this massive gathering of my friends of different majors and background to watch 2012 yesterday Saturday. And all 27 showed up! It was just so good on their part to come so unanimously together, even if they all didn’t know each other! Hahahah XD
Minus the part where I might have been short of HKD 250, though everyone paid. Nevermind that. Or the fact that I vomited 5 timed throughout the movie due to the fact of overeating that afternoon in Keerthana’s house whne the food was sooo good. And overloading that with 2 cups of payasam and later coke. Barfing is the way to go.
I’m glad it turned out fine. I got to learn a little guitar with Steve, hung out a little with everyone. And more or less saw how the world was going to end. I thought it had some fascinating messages and ideas behind it. Emerich did this well, blown outta proportion but hey, if we can have a 9.0 earthquake that wiped out ¼ of a million in a few seconds, why not a tsunami over mount everest eh?
And, now the end. I will study and make it through. Wish me luck, and hopefully things get better.
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