Thursday, May 27, 2010
Reflection 1: Regrets and Hope
As I stand in the classroom now, I look back at my brief life so far finding both regrets and bright memories in equal measure. I do not wish to just talk about what I like to do (play soccer, urban exploration, cooking) and what I dislike (tomatoes, people who repeatedly break promises). I wish to reveal something I have not revealed even to my poly friends so far.
Coming from the express stream in secondary school with an “O” Level score of 17 during 2007, I managed to enroll in the nearby Yishun Junior College in 2008.
At first it was good, I had lots of friends, I partied hard, even managed to date a couple of girls. But as the workload started coming in I was swamped. The modules I took were far too much for me, yet I continued in my vices, not wanting to throw down my pride and admit that things were taking a toll on me. I eventually skipped my midyear exams.
My tutor called my family the next day. It was a big hoo-ha. I will never forget how broken hearted my parents looked, how disappointed to see their son fall into such disgrace. I soon fell into depression, and only went to school just for the attendance. Based on my results, even if I scored 100% for the rest of the year, I wouldn’t have been promoted.
Happier times in JC
The next few weeks were pure agony for me. What I had has long gone, my social status, my trust, and the things a teenager with raging hormones found most important. I am very thankful for a small circle of friends that actually cared and pulled me out of the abyss, and m family for being patient with me. I started to get my life back on track. Deciding not to be a burden on my family, I had a long overdue heart to heart talk with them. I did a lot of thinking and research, a lot of asking around. I will quit being a student in Yishun JC, and find a job. When the next year comes, I would join Singapore Polytechnic in a design course, Games Design, a course which I feel should be the best road for me to take.
And so I did. Those months were tiring, having to work instead of studying was very different than I had thought, and I believed those months made me wiser to the outside world, a little bit more mature. At long last, when the letter came, telling me I was accepted into the course, I nearly cried.
1 hour before we performed for school and country on NDP
What followed was another story to be told another day. But there were good times during those periods. During my JC days, I was part of the school choir, and was part of a concert. I donated blood during blood drives. I took part in the NDP 0’8 as a cheerleader, dancing and cheering on the nation in the stadium, carrying the girls on my shoulders as I smiled and felt like I was on the top of the world. While it was certainly different from serving the nation as part of the NCC brigade back in NDP 0’6, the fact that I was doing something for my country will never leave my heart.
Now, as the leader of a small production team, I hope that we can give our best in creating a game that our target audience can enjoy playing, for I have found my calling: Making people happy by enjoying games.
Now, as a member of Capoeira!
Deep Doodle of What I have learned so far in HTI
popiah
12:19 PM
0 unpassionate people:
Everything i do, i do with passion
1 hour before we performed for school and country on NDP
Now, as a member of Capoeira!
