Tuesday, October 14, 2014
In a foreign land, we are almost always someone we are not. Introverts become douchebags and douchebags become angels. But beauty changes us somehow, you know? It blends our innate character and culture with the social norms of this pretty country. We are ready to forgo our closed Asian etiquettes and accept the more open and liberal western etiquettes.
It's funny because even our cooking becomes more important. We arduously document our lifestyle. We add that little bit of basil, pepper and salt to our scrambled eggs to make it look gourmet. In actuality, the basil doesn't add on to much taste.
Perhaps we do all these because we hope we are as strong - or even better to be stronger - than the other people we see on social media who are/were on exchange. They have paved the way of what it means to be on a great exchange. They flaunted their picture perfect smiles behind world-renowned monument.
Maybe that is why we become selfish when we are on exchange. We all yearn to achieve what our predecessor has done. Even without the financial capabilities, we force our way into achieving that. Our carnal instinct for survival takes over and guarantees animalistic outcomes. Some of us become cunning foxes, and deceitfully paint stories to get what they want. Others are like hamsters. We store our opportunities and wealth to ourselves.
It's understandable though. We paid so much to come to so far. Even if our experience isn't such a good one, we will convincingly lie to ourselves that this is one of the best decision we have made in our lives.
That is why we embrace our ability to survive in this new environment. We give ourselves a pat on our backs when we go for a house party. We try to make every moment count as if every penny we spent represents every second we spend here.
Tuesday, October 07, 2014
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Monday, September 29, 2014
Munich has been an interesting one. It was a last minute decision on Thursday to come over. And only on Friday another two friends joined the trip. I wasn't exactly excited about Oktoberfest to be honest. I don't know why. Maybe it is because I have decided from the start to not spend so much cash for Oktoberfest (but rather go to the Stuttgart's Volksfest instead), that's why I wasn't exactly so hyped up like how a normal person would be.
The rest of the time spent in Oktoberfest was a blur lol! I took two rides but it seriously felt surreal like I didn't take it?
We were stuck in Munich for another night because the carpooling guy cancelled our booking at the last minute. Plus we couldn't find an alternative way back until a few hours later. We had to to put up at Nic's place again and I felt so bad.
This trip is just tainted so much with guilt and anger(?). It's not the kind of anger you have only on someone, but also a stupid kind of anger that you bear upon yourself. Maybe it's just me. But I can't get angry at someone for too long. And I give perhaps too much of a benefit of doubt. I'm just weird this way. I have the lack of social capacity to remain angry at someone. Sounds like a people pleaser when I put it that way lol.