i ve just been to a US university talk. mr kevin sim seems to be an interesting person. he is frank, humourous and stylish.
in the talk, he highly accentuated the fact that we are more or less the same. we all go for CCAs, SYFs, CIPs, we all hold postitions in various places. and all these make us homogeneous. AO dont like duplicates. so the matter is, how to be special.
this question got me.
in retrospect, i had spent my first 14 years in a little town in China. then, i came to Singapore and spent another 4 years here. that's not fascinating.
i play the flute and i love playing it. i took part in the flute competition last year and i screwed it up. it was really embarassing, but i still love playing the flute. maybe i can have some ideas out of this. but too many people play the flute. i need something unique out of me.
i am not good at my studies and i do not have any olympiad gold medals. i dont have medals, not even interclass soccer.
i have a very good relationship with my parents. they would like to listen to me and i still ask for their guidance. i believe my family has shaped my mind in an interesting way, but mr sim says two points. one, dont write about relationships. two, dont use your first idea.
i thought it would be a good idea to write about how my parents and their behaviours shaped my personalities in a way they themselves cannot understand. maybe i have a better one. i do hope so.
in fact, i am still living a routine life. i go to school, sleep in classes, do my tutorials, struggle through my exams. in rj, where you have vast but limited number of choices, every permutation and combination is tried by people around me. i am always in the middle. in the middle of nowhere.
nevertheless, the talk inspired me a little. it makes me believe that i have something special. something different from every other human on earth. i doubted its existence, but mr sim denied the doubt. he kicked me out of depair and now, i find myself in an unknown place, looking for things i dont really know. the only hint i got was one word: inspiration.
mr sim said happily, "inspiration can come from any where!" oops. time to collect sparks.
