26/8/2006 11.50am
Friday, August 25th, 200627 days left.Just 27 days before I leave everything I have here and fly to the UK to continue on my ‘quest’ to becoming an engineer.There are so many people I want to meet before I leave, but it seems like everyone is so busy.We(engineers-to-be) in Taylor’s seem to be the only ones who are free and can rot at home.
Got my visa yesterday.25TH AUGUST 2006.Everybody remember this date.No,not because I got my visa on that day, but because of something else which I shall not announce to the world right now.Hahaha,I can be so irritating at times.LOL.
Anyway, since I do not know what else to blog about,and since SOMEONE has updated her blog and I haven’t,I shall stand up to the challenge of explaining why I want to be an engineer. Not only an engineer, but a mechanical engineer.
Point 1: Why I want to be a MECHANICAL ENGINEER
So many people have disagreed with me from the moment I decided to become an engineer. In the beginning, I wanted to be a chemical engineer. THEN….someone who loves to use the phrase "I DON’T THINK YOU CAN GET A20" came along and crushed my dreams of having anything whatsoever to do with chemistry.And someone else who came along taught me to love physics. No longer was Physics my dreaded subject like in Form 4 and 5. It was the subject I looked forward to the most, and all the technical stuff started to make sense to me.
POINT 2: Why I still want to be a MECHANICAL ENGINEER
One thing I hate the most in life is stereotyping. I HATE IT . What is wrong with these people???? I absolutely see nothing wrong in a girl becoming a mechanical engineer. I don’t like it when people ask me "Why did you pick this course??Most girls don’t do this kinda things." Yeah, you are right. MOST girls. NOT ALL. Swtswtswt. And when I answer "Because I’m very interested in mechanical stuff", they look at me like I said I’m a Martian on a mission to destroy planet Earth. And the worse was another SOMEONE kept insisting that I should change my course. He said since I have only finished my first year, I should transfer to either chemical engineering or electrical and electronics. HALLO UNCLE! WHY SHOULD I TRANSFER IF I LIKE MECHANICAL LEH?? IT’S NOT AGAINST THE LAW FOR A GIRL TO BE A MECHANICAL ENGINEER OK????? AND THAT IS MY CHOICE LA! WHY YOU SO AGAINST IT? He said that there was this girl he knows who is a mechanical engineer and she is very very stubborn and ‘chou lou’(rough). HALLO UNCLEEEEEEEE…NOT EVERYONE IS LIKE THAT OK??? I KNOW WHEN TO BE A GIRL AND WHEN TO BE A (NO LAH, NOT GUY) GIRL WHO DOES ROUGH WORK. I’ve been sort of a tomboy ever since I was in primary. Anybody noticed me being even more tomboy-ish since I started Mechanical Engineering? In fact I think I became even more girlish in a way.
POINT 3: Can people stop minding other people’s business so much??
By saying this I don’t mean that you don’t care about your family and friends. What I mean is, why do you wanna care so much about something that is never ever gonna affect you at any point of your life????? Like this morning, SOMEONE told me that Siti Nurhaliza’s wedding was supposed to have a horse-drawn carriage or something like that, but in the end, it was cancelled. The way she said it was as if it was Armageddon or something ya know. And I was like………..???????? So what??????? Does that make her less of a celebrity or something? Or from now on you never wanna see her face ever again because she cancelled the horses at HER wedding???? Sigh sigh sigh. I love minding my own business while caring very much for the people around me at the same time. So I don’t have time and neither do I want to listen to all this nonsense which has nothing to do with me.
Back to the point. When I said I wanted to do everything locally in Nottingham, people disagreed. When I said I wanted to go to Monash, other people disagreed. When I said I wanted to go to Birmingham, MORE people disagreed. And then I realised, I can never make the whole world happy. Anyway it is my life, and whatever happens to me in the future is my responsibility. What people think about me doesn’t matter so much to me anymore. Who gave them the right to say what is right and what is wrong? As long as I am happy, I’ll just go ahead. At least if anything undesirable happens, it wasn’t because I listened to some hee-haw who likes telling me what to do.
DONE. I feel so nice. Have a nice day everyone!!