My name is Ethan, son of David. I turned 18 last month. I am still here (not anywhere else, you might notice) in KL, under my parents' roof. I have not started college yet. I am not sure what I'd like to study - probably journalism or media studies (something like that) - and I don't really care whether I end up in Australia or England or the States or even Malaysia.
I don't have a single resolution for the new year. I don't believe in resolutions. Besides, I have no idea what I want to do this year. Heck, I haven't even figured out what I want to do with my life. I'll be sure to send you the list when I've made up my mind. This is probably why I haven't gone to college yet. I'm not in a hurry and I don't see why I should be. No, I certainly don't think I'm wasting my life, as you so tactfully put it.
National Service? Now that's in June. Can't. Like a tourist. I guess I'll have the crap beaten out of me then. Keep an eye out for me in the papers - might even make the front page.
Well, I just took the SAT. My first exam. Ever. Astonishing, isn't it? Hang on a second, I want to mimic that look on your face. There. Is that totally you or totally me? Actually, I did take a couple of piano exams before, and passed them too. Nobody can fail the SAT. No, you can't fail it. They just give you the score. The SAT's an American exam. This doesn't mean I'm going to the States. That remains to be seen. Oh yes, it's accepted practically everywhere. I suppose I'll take it again in May. I'll do better the second time, that's why. There are three components: math, critical reading, and writing. They all add up to a total score of 2400. It was okay. I think I blew the math, though. On the other hand, the English bits were somewhat manageable. You'll be the first to know when my results come out.
My strengths? I'm not sure. Honest. It's possible I don't have any. You tell me. Maybe I don't want to come across as pretentious or naive. Or perhaps I just don't like you enough. So I guess it'd be safe to assume I haven't untangled that one. As for my weaknesses, my fellow judge of character, I'm confident you've already spotted them with your sharp, sharp eye for all manner of flaws and foibles.
But enough about me. What about you? What do you want to do with your life?
Fascinating.
Happy Chinese New Year to you too.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
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5 comments:
uh haha take yer time..
who else: Even though you sound like u don't really care about what you want to do, where you want to go, or what you'll become in the end, by just writing those very words down, you do know the answers.It's there. Can you see it?
huh? That was kinda confusing. Was there a point to that post? Hey, I never noticed you're the son of David! hahaha. I still owe you a heap of money REMIND me dude before leave KL, then you'll just have to come to Adelaide and get it. Wouldn't that be such a pity?
I'm not sure what the point was. It was supposed to be ironic. But the supreme irony is that while I wrote to vent my frustration at certain people, I was writing about myself as well.
Oh yeah, Chanelle. Hm. We shall see.
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