Soooo… nothing much has happened during the past few days except that I’ve completed my thesis draft and sent it to my supervisor. This frees my time up and will allow me to spend more time with people who are important to my life (yes, you know who you are, otouto, Maxwell and Pudaruth). The past week has been by far one of the busiest weeks of my life. Aside from voluntarily officiating an event, I’ve also been to two youth events; the integration charity and a party organised for the youth in the church I go to. Me and Aaron, another youth leader, managed to walk a new kid to the event, and he seemed to really enjoy himself despite the fact that it was a Christian gathering. Will try and convince him to come more often and perhaps attend our Sunday service if he isn’t too inundated by the intricacies of daily life.
Sometimes I sit back and think of how far I’ve gone since I first started living in the UK. It was a gloomy, lonely night when I got onto the plane and departed from Kuala Lumpur International Airport, to a new life in a new country where I was suddenly supposed to know EVERYTHING about independence and providing for myself. Fast forward four years and two universities, and now I’m placed in a quiet little city near the coast of the East of England. I must admit though, before I actually stepped foot in Norwich I was dubious about the amount of friends I would make, and thought that my masters would consist of me just spending half the year in my room (half the year going to lectures, of course…), sitting for exams, and then leaving to seek greener pastures in London/ rest of Europe. How things have changed. I’m sure I don’t really need to re-mention all the amazing friends I’ve made over my time here as well as finding a family in Proclaimers church under the capable ministry of Tom Rawls. It will be a very sad day when I (hopefully not) leave Norwich.
Over the past few days I’ve sort of gotten to terms with my job situation. While I’ll exhaust all opportunities in my effort to stay in Norwich, I’ve accepted that if the time comes and I haven’t found a job in the area, I’ll go to London and create a new life there. This doesn’t mean that I’ll forget everyone here. Thomas (both of you), rest assured that you will always be my best friends and I’ll always come to see you whenever I get the chance. All those nights spent eating curries that nearly defeat us, along with cibainess (Maxwell) and those days spent in church just talking about random things, me teasing you relentlessly (otouto). These memories will remain forever engraved in my mind. Just sayin’, if you happen to stumble across this blog (I link quite explicitly on my Facebook wall), just know that you will forever be in my heart.
Okay, let’s cut all that sentimental emo crap. I had a relatively eventful week, with the downer being that my bike suddenly decided to hate me and snap its brakes and puncture a tyre. An angel was definitely watching over me on Monday; I had such a close brush with death in the form nearly being sandwiched by a truck and a car that merely thinking about it makes my heart pound again with the revelation of all the things I haven’t done in my life yet forever remaining unfulfilled because of a single brake wire. To top that up, I lost all of my saves in Deus Ex: Human Revolution, and will have to start all over again! So all in all, Monday just wasn’t a day which I care to relive ever again in my life.
Tuesday was a little better though, boosted significantly by nearly completing my dissertation draft and having an opportunity to get some exercise as well as spend some quality-time swimming with otouto and his dad, Dave. Otouto's got a good swimming form, but I think he needs to push himself slightly more to up his fitness level; he’s in shape at the moment but can do so much better, methinks. I really had a good time swimming my laps like I used to do so such a long time ago it seems now. After spending approximately an hour in the swimming pool we decided to call it a night and head home. All was good except for the fact that I had forgotten to eat before swimming and got stricken by the worst case of gastric when I arrived home later that night. Quite a successful day, I think you’ll find. I might join them on a more frequent basis depending on my schedule, if they’ll accept my intrusion. Plus, I really had fun swimming in the heated pool, and I’m sure that if you’ve ever been to my condominium in Kuala Lumpur, you’ll know immediately that this is a relief from the freezing pool that I have back home.
On Wednesday, I finally submitted my thesis draft to my supervisor. Am due to meet him on Friday; hopefully he’ll have read enough of it to get the gist of the whole idea. I’m actually really excited for myself. I’m approaching a transitional period in my life which I know will be much more significant than all others; forget leaving home to go to university, forget my internships. What I do in the next few months will determine where I pave my career path for the next five years. Will I travel half the world doing short-term projects? Will I stay in an office all day long working my way up the ranks? Ideally, I’d like a job where half of my time is spent outside the office, but I realise that sometimes your dream job won’t come immediately unless I’m really lucky and manage to secure a position somewhere in a development consultancy firm with a really good package. By the way, I’m looking for intelligent people who are able to offer valuable feedback on my dissertation. Just need you to read the first three chapters and the conclusion and then tell me if you understand what the whole thing is about. If you have some spare time over the next week, please let me know as soon as possible before I submit my final piece on the 4th of October.
Also, I have managed to secure a good part-time job with a local security firm which will offer me a good rate for doing doorwork. That’s right; I’m back in black, and ready to resume my bouncing duties. I just hope I won’t have to break any more wrists and knees (in self-defence) before I move on to a fulltime job. Anyway, just thought I’d update you guys (right now the statistics on my blog show that there 50 unique visitors to the site. That’s quite enough really; don’t want everyone knowing the bits and bobs of my life) with this little snippet, before I catch my beauty sleep and awaken to a brand new day. Carpe diem!
P.S. "otouto" means "little brother" in Japanese. Used as an affectionate term by an older male to a younger male who's close to them.