When a new day - and a new month - begins tomorrow, I embark on a new phase in my life. 1 June 2010 is the day I officially say goodbye to the 16 years of being a student and mark my entrance into the "real world". I don't know what I'm feeling right now, perhaps it's a little of everything - excited, apprehensive, uncertain, hopeful, restless.
Seriously, I still can't quite imagine myself starting work. I'll become one of those who work five days a week, only meeting up with friends and having some life once in a while after work or on precious off-days. And I can't keep jetting off to somewhere else anymore, like I've done so often in the past year. I only have....20 days of leave (I don't know my terms of employment yet)? Fortunately, though, I've chosen something that's not so routine, something that allows me to get out of the office and meet people from all walks of life. I hope I continue to like my job for at least the next four years :)
Friends are envious of me for being able to do something that I'm interested in, but these days I wonder, do I really love what I'm doing? Did I make the right choice four years ago? Am I really suited for this profession? Did the panel make a mistake back then?
No, I don't regret my decision, I think I still like, and am going to like, what I'm going to do. But it's just human nature to pause and reflect when you see peers taking a different route from you. What if I didn't have a print journalism scholarship? Would I have chosen to go down the broadcast journalism / production line? What if I didn't have work commitments right after I end school? Would I apply for a programme that would send me to the developing world and uncover stories that the world may have neglected? What if I hadn't stayed in Singapore for my tertiary education? Would I be dreaming bigger now and not be so contented with my lot? I guess I'll never have answers to these questions. But that's life, and I still believe things happen for a reason. I guess I can only go with the flow and see what awaits me.
Looking back on the past four years in university, I think I've learnt a good deal and have grown much as an individual.
Frankly speaking, I don't remember much of Year 1, besides FOC and maybe ISG, and having an exact timetable as Phoebe, someone who I played alongside in secondary school but was never really close to. I'm glad we were given a second chance to be friends, and that people see us as an entity, as if we're twins. haha :P
I think Year 2 semester 2 had the greatest impact on me. I was thrown into a foreign land with 3 acquaintances, and that was when I learnt to live with others and be independent. That was the first time I actually had doubts about myself because adapting to a different environment has never been so difficult. I remember crying because I couldn't be in Singapore for CNY - so silly I know - because I felt so alone at times (okay I think it was just once lah :P) but I emerged stronger of course. When I wasn't emo momo, which was most of the time actually, I had great fun going to school (cos I only had to pass my modules), eating, shopping, sightseeing, holiday-ing, and chasing stars in Hong Kong. haha :P I played so hard during my exchange that I screwed up the first semester of Year 3, seriously, because I never really got out of the holiday mood. And I paid dearly for it -_- haha :P More on it later.
And of course, semester 2 of Year 3 was a blast too because I was away in China (funny how the highlights of my university life seem to be overseas :P). I thoroughly enjoyed my stint at Radio 774 in Beijing, mainly because of the wonderful people I was working with :) And not that I'm boasting, but I was really impressed with the work I did over there. haha :P In Singapore, I usually didn't have to source for stories, they'll somehow land on my lap and I get assigned to cover this and that. I never really had to worry about not having anything to do at work. But in Beijing, if I didn't move my ass and find something to do, I'd probably just rot in the office and come back with a lousy PI experience. And I really liked the feeling of following through with a story, from sourcing to contacting to interviewing to scripting to producing the work to listening to it on air. It was like...delivering a baby? hahhaha :P I now believe that there really isn't such a thing as nothing to cover, it was more a matter of whether you bother to go and look for the story. And thankfully for this stint, I now understand China and Chinese a little more - not so prejudiced (no, I'm not trying to be politically correct) :P
I would have stayed in China for a little longer if not for the fact that I signed up for GOFAR so I had to be back in mid-July last year. It's another decision I don't regret because if not for GOFAR, I don't think I would ever have gone to Bangladesh in my lifetime! :) I thought China would have prepared me enough, but no, the madness in Bangladesh was really a whole new different level for me. The dust, the heat, the honking, the chaos, and everything else were really not quite what I had expected. Or maybe, I just didn't read up enough. haha. I should have known. It was tough but I'm glad I went because it made me more appreciative of what I have :) The trips we made to the country culminated in a magazine + DVD publication called Jibika. I was part of the editorial team, and I never knew it can be so difficult to publish a magazine -_-
And how can I miss out FYP? I was so happy when I found myself a group that was going to make a documentary (I always thought documentaries are more meaningful) but seriously, I never thought we would go to Thailand to do a documentary, much less a documentary on elephants. hahaha. The journey was arduous, but I guess our efforts paid off in the end :) Sometimes I feel bad for not being able to contribute much technically, but I hope I made up for that in other ways. And I cannot ask for better groupmates - Phoebe, JJ and Ting Yi. I'm glad we did well and that our group is still intact after a year of working together. ahem. And I hope we get to win some awards at festivals. I remember telling Phoebe maybe she'll be so busy touring film festivals around the world with our film that she doesn't have to start work so soon. hahaha :P
So I graduated with a second upper, and I'm agonisingly close to a first class - 0.02. It was painful at first, I wanted to slap myself for doing badly the semester after hk. hahaha. But well, we can't turn back time, and if you look at the things I did in my four years at CS, I guess it doesn't really matter right? (Please say yes, thanks.) It means a lower starting pay, but hey, not everything can be measured in monetary terms right? (Please say yes again, thanks.)
Alright, so much for a recount of my life in university. Sorry if I got you very bored in reading this entry - who still reads my blog anyway - I know I usually write more enthusiastically, peppered with more ! and :P haha :P
Oh just to add, in the past year, I've also thought quite a bit about friends and friendship. I've become more skeptical about relationships with people. I'm really not as "friendful" as people think I am, I really only have a handful of friends - "real" friends. And I think you know who you are. People come and go, I'm grateful for the friends I have now, and I hope we'll all grow old together. haha :P
Okay I'm going to stop here for now. I'll update when I next feel like it. heh :)Labels: friends, life, reflections, school, work