As i sit here and trying hard to recall what I've accomplish through the past year, I realize I've not done much to be proud of. Nothing actually.
Life as i know continues to flow. Time passed quickly.
Time flies when you are having fun.
I know i am enjoying every second of my existence.
Monday, 10 March 2014
Saturday, 11 January 2014
At your Parent's MERCY
When a friend asked why did I choose to continue my studies in peninsular Malaysia rather than staying (comfortably...and not to forget cost effectively) in Sabah and have it done in UMS itself, my answer was just: "i need to be away in order to study."
"I need to be away in order to study."
I repeated the sentence to myself; then I started to wonder.
Really? I must be away to study? Then why not cut their throats and go off to UK?
What was it that attracted me too much to KL that after I was done with my degree I wished to go back and continue my masters?
What?
FREEDOM.
A word that does not exist in our household.
If you want to go out, ask mom; and if you went out of the house at 9am you better be back by 6pm, if you went out of the house after 6pm, you better get back before midnight; coz after midnight the machetes comes out. Yes, machetes. I'm not kidding.
Outing to the islands? NO.
Clubbing? NO.
Road trip with friends? NO.
FREEDOM.
That was what attracted me to go out, far from the comfort of my parent's house.
I can go and come back as I please. I can do whatever I want. As long as my studies are straight. Which somehow had constrained me on doing crazy stuff like backpacking around the peninsular, or late night clubbing which I dont fancy in KL.
But my so called "Freedom" is of course only temporary. Once im back in KK, feet will be chained.
Plus, having no income means I have to live at my parent's mercy. Budget has always been tight, some days I wonder how did I ever managed to get around all that.
Living at your parent's mercy do have it's own pros and cons. Most of my American friends said i'm lucky to still have my parents who cares shtt about me and covers my finances. I wouldn't call it lucky, i'd called my self BLESSED.
At my age, I personally believe that we must be able to fend for ourselves, and stand on our own two feet.
That is what I believe; and if that was my reality i'd be living on the streets by now.
See, the Asian families are very much different. Our parents would love to keep us at home even after we are married. Why? That is just how we roll.
Living at your parent's mercy means they are the King & Queen of your life, they dictate what you can do and cannot do, they let you grow dependent on them for everything so that when you needed something you would do as they say. and that my friend equals to you not having any say in your life. Bummer.
Most times I wished I can just do as I please. It is only a wish.
As long as my parents are still paying for the car i'm driving, the roof i'm staying under, and my bills be it insurance or mobile phone, I have to live at their mercy.
"I need to be away in order to study."
I repeated the sentence to myself; then I started to wonder.
Really? I must be away to study? Then why not cut their throats and go off to UK?
What was it that attracted me too much to KL that after I was done with my degree I wished to go back and continue my masters?
What?
FREEDOM.
A word that does not exist in our household.
If you want to go out, ask mom; and if you went out of the house at 9am you better be back by 6pm, if you went out of the house after 6pm, you better get back before midnight; coz after midnight the machetes comes out. Yes, machetes. I'm not kidding.
Outing to the islands? NO.
Clubbing? NO.
Road trip with friends? NO.
FREEDOM.
That was what attracted me to go out, far from the comfort of my parent's house.
I can go and come back as I please. I can do whatever I want. As long as my studies are straight. Which somehow had constrained me on doing crazy stuff like backpacking around the peninsular, or late night clubbing which I dont fancy in KL.
But my so called "Freedom" is of course only temporary. Once im back in KK, feet will be chained.
Plus, having no income means I have to live at my parent's mercy. Budget has always been tight, some days I wonder how did I ever managed to get around all that.
Living at your parent's mercy do have it's own pros and cons. Most of my American friends said i'm lucky to still have my parents who cares shtt about me and covers my finances. I wouldn't call it lucky, i'd called my self BLESSED.
At my age, I personally believe that we must be able to fend for ourselves, and stand on our own two feet.
That is what I believe; and if that was my reality i'd be living on the streets by now.
See, the Asian families are very much different. Our parents would love to keep us at home even after we are married. Why? That is just how we roll.
Living at your parent's mercy means they are the King & Queen of your life, they dictate what you can do and cannot do, they let you grow dependent on them for everything so that when you needed something you would do as they say. and that my friend equals to you not having any say in your life. Bummer.
Most times I wished I can just do as I please. It is only a wish.
As long as my parents are still paying for the car i'm driving, the roof i'm staying under, and my bills be it insurance or mobile phone, I have to live at their mercy.
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