Well, life is unpredictable. Meeting people and then moving on. Have you ever wondered why time flies? Its always for a reason. Either good or bad. When we have fun, the time for fun deceases. When trouble emerges, we wish it ends faster. But in university, we exerience both. At times we have realy nice friends, and the following week, they turn into zombies waiting to infect us with plague. When they have fun, they leave us watching. But when we have fun, they wish to take it away. Rumour spreading, craping and any sort of utter they feel like saying. Eventually, good defeats bad and all of it diminishes.
Now that the final semester has come, the thought of how the first year of university comes in again. Unpredictable. Same like the hostel life, it was usual only that on certain occassions, things look nice. Otherwise its gloomy. Now for 2 years, being in a house with the same kind and I mean same skin colour doesn't mean that we are from the same tribe and being on the same page. The irony of being back stabbed and ignored have always haunted the lone room owner but eventually,if I ignored it, I am induced to a level of critism called hatred. Let me put it this way. At first, friends will be friends. Then, when communication decreases, a level of rejection and ingnorance occurs. From there, I am subjected to living a life of loneliness only to know that people on the same page infact have more to talk about us. What we do, is often a subject to talk abut. Our success is a rejection and an invitation to jealosy for them. Not forall but some people have to learn to mind their own business.
Prior to that, what I own is taken away just because I am not from the same clan. For example, the right of respect and confidentiality is indeed an opportunity to gain laughter from others. The biggest joke about their behaviour is stupidity. Doesn't mean I'm not on the same page I do not understand the utter said. A plan for a gathering, is indeed a plan for their relaxation. What I mean by this is the expanses are shared but throughout the whole event, the plans are theirs and those I propose are often not a choice. With regard to that, the task of being the driver is always on me. all because I have a car.
With regard to that clan, they are all night birds who actually haunt my night from the racket they make. They have frequent house cyber cafe joints in which I am not even a part of. What I mean is, our house becomes a gaming place for the clan. Most of the time, they do not know when is the snoozing time an when is the time to stay alert.
When it comes to class time, the clan willactually rely on others for attandance and who they seek up to...me. And yes of course, I ignore their request.
In contrast, I would like to state that speaking in the same mother tongue wont take you anywhere except to your origin country. If you choose to master it, good for you but if you choose it over main communication languages such as Bahasa Malaysia and English, very well you might as well remain jobless. Speak common languages as it is a platform for recognition and acceptance.
I never knew that being out of the hostel would stir up such problems for myself. My anger has reached a level that hatred is an equivalence to revenge. But since I am now in the final year already, i choose to let it go. All because such people will actually learn their lesson later on in life.
Before I end this, I would like to say a word or two about critism reflecing on the clan. Live life to the modest and do not boast as others may be better than you. Empty talking will lead you to no where except create miss trust among listeners. Admit all your mistakes and do not cover it with lies as the walls are not blind. It is not wrong to appologize rather than putting a filthy thicked skin face with a broad empty smile. If you have money, learn to save it and use it for a rainy day rather that blowing it all on expensive stuff and living a life worse than a beggar.
To those I subject this, do read it and blend it in your skin all because yours is much darker than mine.
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