A Confusing Time
A lot of things can happen in 4 years. I used to be taken by the idea of becoming a field worker where you could be months in the middle of nowhere, then at the end of the day you took that million money and spend it as you like. That was totally me when people asked me what department in university i wanted to choose, and proudly i said “I want to work in mining industry”. I wanted to be part of that industry because i saw what my cousin do, and how much money he made. I studied diligently to achieve that in a particular university that famous for its engineering department.
I got in, not in the main mining industry, but as one of the support department in mining industry. Actually my department can also work in other area that related to data and how to visualize it. Me, a stupid one who felt too proud forget that although it was hard to got into this university, it was totally harder to survive. I played all day in my first semester, and in the end i got a quiet bad score for all of my subject. My parents, a kind of old-school parents, scolded me nonstop while i got home and it continued during the holiday.
The next semester i learnt diligently to get a better mark, and i continuous did that until my last semester. But, during this time i realized i don’t want to work in mining industry. I joined the radio club cause i LOVE to talk. I just love to talk too much until i learn to listen. Then, i learnt designing because i love to learn new things. Then i learnt photography and videography because i interested. And after all of the experience, i can’t say to my parents that i don’t want to work in this industry.
Yup, being the first child in an Asian Family is quiet hard. My parents is becoming too proud as i graduated from that university. Keep pushing me to work in mining industry so i can help them to earn money, while i am still thinking what i want to be. I feel confused right now as i graduated. I don’t know what i want, but i can’t keep thinking without doing anything.
In my free time (like i have a busy one *EVIL LAUGH*), i keep reading Quora on how every person lived in their 20s like me. But in the end, those answer works because that people did it in their on way. Because they know themselves. Probably that’s what i need to know. What kind of person that I want to be. Probably as I can answer that question, I know where will i go.
