Entry#3 – Self Introduction

Talking about inter-personal relationships this week got me motivated to post a personal entry about myself (yes egotistical, much)

We are who we presently are thanks to our experiences and values imbued in us when young. Who we are a year from now is determined by 2 factors: the people you hang around with and the thoughts in your head.

I come from a family that wasn’t broken, far from it. I lived in a place where my parents could afford to put a roof under our heads and I was able to have a rather average childhood. I suffered the usual cuts and bruises that almost every child has, except for a certain molestation case in a public toilet, but I shan’t dive into the details.

I was extremely overweight during my primary and secondary school days. I was rather shy and not exactly outgoing due to my weight and insecurity, and hence turned to (comfort, literally) food. When asked by my parents which period in school was my favourite, my answer was Recess. Being rejected by 13 girls did not help in my insecurity but I decided to lose weight during upper secondary school and felt a bit better about myself.

Tragedy struck in my polytechnic days when my father had brain tumour and only knew it 3 months before he passed on. I didn’t really like him for the longest time because he was child-like and often never took me seriously, something to which my idea of a father didn’t synch with. I didn’t really know how to feel for him during the 3 months and it only struck me that I no longer had the opportunity to see him again was when we were sending the coffin into the incinerator. And now, I hate myself for feeling that way.

My mother has always told me that my father was her best friend. And that your best friend is your life partner and vice versa. I used to believe in it till I got cheated on by my first and only partner. We lasted for 3 months during my BMT days, and I called it quits upon finding out. Since then, I never believed that friends and lovers are somehow connected. Friends, to me, are a priority and a cut above a special someone, just for the pure fact of the fear of rejection and betrayal.

I was involved in a mega church during my polytechnic days and back then I considered myself a Jesus freak. However, that severely affected my polytechnic grades in film studies and I found myself being in the below average ranking. Luckily, UB was grateful enough to give me a chance for me to pursue my interest in Communications so here I am.

I am, by nature, an extrovert. I am extremely opinionated and vocal about my feelings and stand on certain issues. I have been often chastised for being extremely head strong about certain values but I have in time learnt to curb this attitude. I’m used to being gossiped and talked about. It’s inevitable but I’d rather not “Shut Up & Sit Down” because if you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.

I wouldn’t consider myself a sporty person per se, but if there’s one thing I’m extremely passionate about, that would be Volleyball, and in particular, Beach Volleyball. I look forward to trainings with my private team every saturday at the beach. There’s something about the sun, sand & sea coupled with spiking a perfectly served ball that gives me that adrenaline rush.

Many people notice my hair color when I entered UB, my hair color and style changes every time I enter another phase in life. You could say that my hair represents the bookend of which something significant starts or ends. Of recent, I ended something extremely emotional and heartfelt and hence I went back to black with a short crop.

So there you have it, this essay hasn’t fully shown my experiences and beliefs, but hopefully it gives you insight on the vocal ex-blond haired boy in your lectures. I seek neither sympathy nor attention with this entry, but rather an insight whilst you draw your own conclusions and perceptions (ah-ha, this is after all, a com101 blog) about me. See you in class people!

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