Curtain Falls…

It’s been more than a year since I left home. And when the clock strikes 12, I will officially begin another. It is amazing how time flies. If time were like grains of sand safely clinched in your hand, it would feel as if there were a tingling sensation at the bottom – the grains of time slowly slipping away through the cracks. And as you realize there is not much sand left, you grip harder…and when you do, more sand slips up due to the addition force exerted upon it. Time can’t be won – we can never beat it.

These days will soon be over.....

We all grow older. And that’s the fact. People change, as much as we hate to believe it. I left Malaysia thinking I knew a lot of America, but upon arriving I realized I hardly knew anything at all. I left Malaysia thinking that I had enough of Malaysia to sustain me for 4 years, but soon realized that there is no limit to the warmth of home.

I made mistakes. The first semester was a disaster. It took me awhile to realized that I wasn’t that special anymore. It was hard to face up to the fact that the Jian Wei that swept the academics with ease no longer exist. I was in a new playing field, and I ain’t the big fish. But the hardest part was to force myself to accept that I knew that this day would come since a long long time ago, but I took no heed of the signs and I paid the price. I grew too cocky and arrogant in the midst of my accolades and turned my back on the very things that made me successful – hard work and a brute realistic radar.

But as I was nursing my wounds, I came to realize that it’s not that bad feeling mortal; that nothing feels better than a kick in ass at the right time, right place. The pain, frustrations and disappointments provided me a keen sense on what needs to be done to stand up again. And oh yes, I roared back into the stage. It was nice being the come back kid.

It's nice being on top of things.....

But the good old days were gone. I am no longer the same person I was before I left for America and I won’t be the same person tomorrow. The challenge for me in the nearby tomorrows is not the digits of my CGPA, but rather whether I can learn from the mistakes I have made, and feel proud of the ever changing reflection I see in the mirror.

Goodbye freshman year! Hello sophomore year! And listen carefully! I am gonna kick your ass!

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