Saturday, March 27, 2010

The diverging roads

“Kenapa ko gila sangat jepun? Lupa diri!" (“why do you love japan so much?, ungrateful!") I've remembered those words a couple of while back when I was merely a high school students. Those vulgar, stinging like serpents venom-filled words came from a friend of mine, back in the days. Well, I have my own reason to believe in what I choose to believe, and there's no need for me to mention that here, as I could go for hours without stopping. Haha. I don't understand the logic in those words, and I didn’t reply either, because I wasn't able to decipher those meaning, until now. Maybe it is a blasphemy being born as a Malaysian and having interest in the Japan. Or maybe, it is wrong to have your own interest? Or maybe, because god made me the way I am, and my interest being the way it is, you're blaming god for it? I have no idea, really.



Personally, my high school time isn't as good as everybody else. I remembered one day I came back to class from lab, my backpack is hanging on the fan. And one day, I found somebody placed women tampons all over my textbook. Had to throw them away as they stick to the pages really firm and in the attempt of taking them away, I’d torn at least 7-8 pages of them. There’s even one time where I couldn’t find my books anywhere in the class, just to find that they are hidden behind the staircase of the ground floor. Well, I guess that school is suited to be a zoo, seems like more animals exist than students. Owh, bear in mind that my class is on the 3rd floor, I’d to search for it on every darn floor. I knew who did that but I still didn’t do anything just yet despite the fact that I know I could easily give him a sucker punch on the face (plus, I’m a lot bigger and that them). Why? Because I’ll be ruining my reputation as a student (Gosh, that was annoying, there's no place to go even when you’re right sometimes) So, now, please tell me the reason why I should go back to that cursed school. I have more bad moment in school than good time. These rascals…. But I was being patient. Well, in any case, I made my way through high school, and the keen interest in Japan never fades away, in fact, it drove me to work hard every day until SPM (An examination that decides whether you could further your studies overseas), and yes Alhamdullilah (praise to Allah) I aced it. Bye high school, hello university life! Well, I guess those experience made me stronger and better person now. (Matsumoto Hitoshi quoted: The person who doesn't across the river will not find the treasure on the other side of the bank). やった!!


Let's look ahead into the future

So, I began to apply for scholarships here and there. Well, to my surprise, I managed to secure Bank Negara, Mara, and JAD scholarship. Here are the differences:


Bank Negara (National Bank)- Preparation needed, best scholarship award, working contract 6 years as Financial Engineer

MARA - Vanderbilt University - No preparation needed, Payback 1-2% out of the total amount spent , no working contract

JAD - Japanese Associate Degree program, preparation for 3 years and 2 years in Japan (Waseda University), Mechanical Engineering program, No working contract

Now I ended up in Vanderbilt, becoming a Mechanical Engineer. This is my 3rd year here, but I whenever I look back, a shallow tide of regret would push me over turning down JAD. Somehow I felt that I betrayed myself, but what’s done is done I suppose. There’s no turning back in time. So, to make up for it, I’ve decided that I should still be here, in Mctyiere’s Japanese Hall, I turned down money (extra allowances) to be able to learn things that I like back in the days, and I'm content, contented that way. Unlike the Americans I knew here, most of them have at least travelled abroad to the country of their liking, and it is safe to say that I'm a bit jealous, haha. I know Sam from the German hall, have at least been to Germany, or Cole, and most of the people in Japanese Hall would speak of studying abroad, as if it's easy as buying milk from the Varsity Store. Why their parents are are so darn rich? Haha, I wish I could go to Japan some day. Some day soon. Hopefully. Next year, I'll have more family members in the Japanese Hall, more people, more 中ま(nakama-friends), hopefully, next year would be a good time, insyaalah (if god permits)....

1 comment:

  1. From what I can see, you were always different from the others in school which is a good thing. You were always ambitious and very matured for such a young teen.

    I never liked the school either which is why I left. That was the best decision ever.

    Don't worry. I believe you're going to succeed, no matter what you do.

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