Placated with platitudes

"About Me", we human being have to answer to that topic at least once in our life time, either in your first English essay, or on the first page of your hello kitty journal which was bespangled with lots of..stuff.

I thought I didn't have to answer that question anymore when I said bye to primary school, because honestly I didn't know much about myself, I still don't. I always stay blank for a while whenever I see the About Me column on my Facebook profile or my blogspot profile. What do I know about me?

 

24 years old, what exactly do I know about me? Is this uncertainty causing me to rant more than any young adult does? Is it because I am not remotely close to knowing myself, that's why I don't feel as happy as my peers appear to be? So, what is wrong?
Many are surprised when I told them I chose Sabah as one of my job posting options.
Yes I am willing to travel THAT FAR for my job. Yes I am leaving my family for another two years.
Honestly I am quite surprised too, that most of you are going back to where you come from.

At this young age, I am.. i am a sponge, I am ready to absorb everything that life throws at me. I want to go out there, to search for adventure, to discover all the possible ways to live one's life, to write stories that I know I will never regret, to look into the many parts of me that I am not sure of.

Why not? Why not Sabah?

In the age of libertarianism

To be honest I just googled what does "libertarianism" mean. It's a political philosophy that advocates the minimal intervention of someone's life. In my simpler word, it means freedom. It's about your right to put multiple layers of peanut butter on your bread, your right to sneak out at night and make out with stranger, your right to stop at this point of your life and take your time to decide which step to take next.

When I was traveling around Europe, I woke up everyday thinking "it's a brand new day, who am I gonna be today?". That's the magic, I think, everyday smells like a new piece of couture. And you have the right to get lost in a new city completely, without the small voice screaming "read the map properly you stupid you shouldn't have done the same mistake twice" in your head. When I travel, everyday is a clean slate. And at night, I sat alone in the kitchen at 2am, noted down my stupid thoughts on the new city.

Traveling is a state of mind, it is not about getting the right train to your destination in the shortest time or capture every corner of the city in less than 24 hours. It's more than that! Don't drag your body around the city in a hurry, don't go back to your room at the end of the day and fall asleep right after you posted a photo of yourself on FB, don't wake up the next morning and try to complete your "task" on your itinerary.
They said I trust people easily, too naive, that I shouldn't randomly make conversation with the 27 years old French I just met in sauna, or offer Chocolate to the 22 years old German who sat next to me on the train, that I should be more cautious.

Humanity is beautiful, that's what I think.