Oh wow, it’s been more than a month since I wrote something. I’m currently waiting on my group members to Skype. It was meant to be 9pm but I guess no one really wants to do anything on a Tuesday night. It felt like one of those days. I thought I should write something. First off, a little update on what’s been happening not that you will be interested. Haha.

I was involved with some peeps yesterday in performing some songs for this thing called the Thanksgiving Mass and Annual Dinner. It was pretty fun and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. The day was really good. The filling dinner coupled with the performances of peers made it all the better.

University has been jam packed as usual but I do find myself on a steeper learning curve, blending a bit of practicality together with theoretical study. I had my first experience of flying in a light aircraft that day. I got so excited that I practically told the whole world that I’m flying. People assumed that I’m actually flying the aircraft. No people, just no. I assure you I have no such capabilities of manhandling an aircraft but yes, yes, during the break, I flew a little all over Sydney with my good friend and of course, the pilot (I told you I wasn’t piloting). Someone was cute and told me he DROVE to Wollongong on a Sunday afternoon and that it was real pretty. I told him that I FLEW there on a Wednesday afternoon. It was too good an opportunity to resist. I would attach some pictures with this but as you all would know, I’m a very lazy person and it’s in my nature to be a sloth.

Rewinding back a few more weeks, one of my closest friends left Sydney to work elsewhere. I was going to dedicate a post to him but things got really busy and I just haven’t had the time. All I can say was I felt really sad and happy. Is that even possible? Sappy? Haad? Okay, that’s not working. Anyway, it hit me the hardest among all the departures. That has been a theme this year I guess. One after another leaving to do the work they are called for. Seeing all my friends depart made me think of my own departure in the future.

Four years ago, I would have envisioned myself working in an aerospace engineering company and be on the top of the game. I would have seen myself in rooms discussing projects and will be drinking coffee every morning before I come in to work. I would come home to my family (interpret that yourself).

Four years later, I don’t envision anything any more. There are too many variables to just know what’s in store in the future. I don’t think I just want to be an engineer. It’s true. Looking at my first paragraph, you can tell I’m pretty excited about the flying and aircraft but that wasn’t the only path that grew along the 4 years. Have you sat on the buses and trains everyday; seeing not just people but people who are suffering inside? Have you walked by the subway tunnel, seeing homeless people asking for money and not because they are poor, but because they had terrible experiences? The memories I have had over the years and the friendships I made taught me there’s more to people than what we see.

People say home is where the heart is. People say go with what your heart tells you. What if you don’t know what your heart wants? What if you feel like you are on a tightrope?

Honestly, have you asked the question, “Where do I go from here?”