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Thursday, June 27, 2013

My t-shirt smells like haze

No kidding, my t-shirt does smell of haze. I'm assuming that it ended up in the laundry two days ago, when the haze was still prevalent in the air. Anyhow, I can only be glad that I no longer have to deal with irregular breathing patterns or even facial perspiration to say the least, given that masks were the order of the day.

Other than that, I do think the subject above would do well as a post title as it increases my chances of coming across it someday, in case I decide on an impromptu basis to reflect on the occurrences of my life only to find such an oddly named post existent in my archives. Having stated this, I hereby reinforce the likelihood of my involuntary dabbling into the subject matter, in order to discover the engravings of the past.

On a relevant note, today saw me stumbling into acute awareness within the realm of self-actualization, as Maslow would put it. While I, for one, am more acquainted with the prospect of spiritual well-being as the forefront of personal welfare and increase, I do think that I've definitely hit a significant mark in my life. Funnily enough, this fact wouldn't have occurred to me if it weren't for an unexpected event that took place today at campus which in my opinion, was a result of divine intervention.

After completing my Malaysian Studies mid terms today, I was contemplating whether or not to leave the campus premises. I had no business left there and I was pretty sure most of my peers could manage the test on their own when they attempt it after their class, for obvious reasons. As I was on the verge of leaving, I received a phone call from Carine (you may know her from one of my previous posts), who called to say that she was on campus grounds for a Model United Nations meeting which would occur later on. Hence, we decided quite arbitrarily to meet up. It wasn't long before she found me concealed within the glass walls of the student life center and I was immediately led into a hug and a brief introduction to an acquaintance of hers (which really was my friend as well, if you don't consider the fact that we've only ever had contact via social media until today, when I've finally met him in real life). Anyway, we delved in conversation for quite a bit before I gave them a brief tour of the ADP classrooms and introduced them to a few of my course mates.

But earnestly, it was such a close call. I could have left the campus grounds once I had completed the test, but for some unknown reason, I chose to stay on. It certainly wasn't because of my peers, for reasons already stated above. Also, I chose to drive to campus today so I could leave whenever I wanted, in case something else popped out. Perhaps that was why, even if I wasn't aware of it.

Coincidence? I think not!

As I pondered upon the conversation I had with Carine today, I recalled our mutual agreement that high school was a faction of the past which we were glad to put behind us and that we had both found our place in college/university. Involuntarily, I began to reflect on how much life has changed since I entered university. Honestly, I never expected to have my mental paradigm compellingly altered this speedily, much to my surprise and occasionally, dismay. This scenario can inevitably be likened to that of a vehicle on an expressway, in which circumstances will prompt the driver to switch lanes in order to ease the journey. While there are both positive and negative effects pioneered by change, I will choose to view my progress instead of my shortcomings, brimming with sheer optimism.

There is much that can be said about the old me – on a continuum, I was generally afraid of anything and was overtly self-conscious. I lived in my own fabricated reality, huddled within my constant attempts at living up to one's expectations and shying away from any opportunity I had to better myself. It was always about how different I was, and I was so confident that I would never find my place in this world, having being disappointed by my peers whom I generally viewed as society.

But today, change has inevitably taken place. University has been my threshold into what I would define in the simplest of terms as, a real life. I began as a timid soul in this institution, but now I have little fear over what others think about me. I came naive and enthralled by a new social setting, but now I have gained discernment. I entered as an embodiment of commonalities, but I have exchanged that for an individual and affirmative purpose. Inexperienced I made my debut, enlightened I now am, although not entirely. My general hostility towards human beings has somewhat faded, and I find myself having a more objective view of the people around me and the environment I thrive in.

While I do realize that the probability of my arrival at square one will be higher than ever when I take on the States next year, the fact that I've actually made progress renders me excited in taking on the next course in my life. Things have proven to be more difficult as I begin to adhere to the demands of the semester, but not without a learned lesson.


So therefore, I shall rejoice, because I've grown a little more in life.

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