Bad Boys VS Geeks

College life or maybe just being away from home, in an entirely new situation for an extended period of time, well, it just really changes you, huh?
I’m looking back on this year, which has just rocketed past with me riding on the rocket and not even having time to catch my breath, and it’s just been a whole year of change and new experiences.

Like friends, for instance…. I’ve left all of my childhood friends and my highschool ‘gang’ behind when I came to Brisbane. And so in the first term, you know how it is. You hang with people from different groups and say hi to all the aquaintances you have, but do not as yet consider friends, since you’ve gotten so used to the type of friendship you used to have back home. Well, that applies to me, anyway. Obviously.

So then yeah, I hung out with so many different groups and people and then in the 2nd term, everything changed. And I started hanging more regularly with one group and then slowly, I end up spending MOST of my time with them.

And you know that old saying or lesson or whatever that states how you’ll only find out who your true friends are after some wort of crisis or event or emergency? Well… all I can say is that I’m glad that these people are my friends and I now know who I can really consider a true friend or a sincere person. i shall not, however, mention the situation I found myself in that lead me to make this discovery. I’ll leave that up to your imagination - which I am sure is going wild conjuring up explicit images and scenarios - but well… I’m evil that way. I admit it freely.

So yeah… it takes a while for you to get to know someone, but seriously, I have no idea what I would’ve done if I was in that particular situation with people who weren’t sincere. Brrrrr… I’m getting shivers down my spine just thinking about it.

Also I’m getting used to just going anywhere I want when I want. And that’s gonna change when I head home since I won’t just walk out of the house and catch a bus or a train to the city or whatever. It’s just not what one would actually do in Penang. The lifestyle is totally different. I have so much freedom here and I’m really enjoying it. I hardly think my parents are gonna let me go clubbing till 5 in the morning for instance before heading home. Or allow me to walk over to a friend’s house at 1 am and then head home at 6 am. All highly improbable situations if I were at home. But I’m not and so maybe that’s why I can just feel myself becoming a new person. Well, not new in the sense that I’ve done a complete 180 and become some wild child or whatever.. but new in the sense that I am discovering things about myself I never knew before. Being alone is a really eye-opening experience.

Living on your own is another big deal. You have to cook, do your own laundry and clean up after yourself without anyone telling you what to do. So, in essence, some might just end up living in their own filth. This is a seriously big problem here. Trust me on this one. I have some friends who do not clean their apartments till it gets unbearable before they spend like an ENTIRE DAY trying to restore the place to its former ‘glory’. And cooking…. HAH! I know this girl who can’t even boil an egg! Half the people eat take out 24/7 or end up buying those ready-made meals or canned food from the supermarkets. Or they survive on sandwiches. It’s really funny seeing how we’re all surviving here - without your mum or dad or maid to do everything. And the budgeting… running out of money is no fun at all - considering rent has to be paid and groceries have to be bought as well as the all-important bus ticket or monthly transport pass which should get you around the city just fine.

I cannot imagine settling back in Penang at this point although I do miss the food and the people. I can just imagine the lifestyle I’ll be heading back to.

Disclaimer. These thoughts were just spinning in my head and I needed an outlet. Whatever. Don’t read too much into it.

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