ok.
I know. I’ve actually been dodging questions. Being a little anti-social. Giving sarcastic answers whenever asked about what i’m upto in serious mode life.
Why? cause there’s always Prawn behind the rock.
The reason is, i hate to have to explain. and partially feeling embarrass that my plan A and B didn’t work out right the fact that i kept talking about it. Cause i was too excited and motivated.
So…I’m just going to say it all out, and whomever asks me again, i’m just gonna give them this link. saves my saliva…and kills my cringy feeling and not having to have to make up anymore stories.
No i am not in Perth Australia. I havent been in perth for almost more than 6 months. I got accepted to 3 different Universities in Perth. I came back to Kk to get my other stuffs pack and move officially to perth, but By the time i headed back home, The scholarship decline my plea. I couldnt continue my studies. My dad and i applied again, but the whole Election THingy was in motion, and by the time our application was accepted for hearing, they had Reshuffled their cabinet of peeps, so everything had to go back to square one, and some how they changed their list of “Universities-We-Dont-Mind-Sponsoring-You-To”. So we settled for loans…but it took forever. I was supposed to head back to Perth in April. But i didnt get the loan.
So i had to work. But i didnt get the right job. I couldt GET A JOB. I tried teaching… but that was hell. I tried online freelance, but i was ignored. cause i wasnt any good. I tried to find gigs, but apperantly KK is clueless about Open mic gigs. I tried searching for anything in the Design Field. Every Graphic design vacancy read in the papers, turned out to be a Printed Gift Card Shop Stall, an Old skool Paper Copy Shop, or an a Business Card printer shop managed by an old Uncle Ah Chong wearing sandals and white singlet. and the pay was between the range of RM100- RM300 a month. My gas tank is more than that in a month.
I manage to save up money to go to KL hoping i could be a full time freelance. I had three interviews lined up. was hoping i could pay my way out to perth by working with a good Animation Job like how i did the last time. (Yes, i paid my own ticket to Perth the last time.) But for some reason, my parents wanted me to come home. I had a big “No-Working-In-KL” sign out of nowhere. i was only in KL for two weeks. That was plan B.
So when came back again to kk… You guys can laugh, or you guys can say “drama queen”. but all iknow is… Its for real and it was worst then 2006. I fell into Clinical Depression again. but this time, instead of starving myself to death like back then, i Kept eating. eating, and eating. I gained from 43kg to 48kg in more than a week. I sleep at 4am and wake up at 10am. thats all i did. Everyone thought i was being lazy, being useless, and undependable. But honestly i was a wreck inside. Everytime i had an idea to be something or make something happen out of my nothingness, i was laughed at or discouraged. it came to a point where i did not have my period for more than 2 months. My sister was kind enough to bring me to the hospital to check it up. and the predictable answer is Unbalanced Hormones. Whats worst… I actually did try to kill myself once. All i can say is, God seriously gave a lighting bolt on my spot where the stormdust spelt “Dont Be An Idiot”. After that incident… I cried for 3 days straight.
But i did not give up on trying to make any income. I did everything. I did. So now… at least i got something.
I am now working for a Bridal Shop as a Graphic Designer under Photorgraphy Line up. We design and edit your Wedding Photos and Album. The pay, is shitty, but i honestly dont give a shit. I just need enough to get a head start.
Plan C - Ive applied to a few animation companies in KL (inspidea is no in the list. sorry guys) . I’ve told fact by fact and calculations to my parents regarding my life plan. I just need a green light from any company and be in KL and do a second head start. Saving just enough to go to Perth with my brother when he gets here for Raya. I boldly stressed out to my parents that i dont want any money from them when it comes to getting me a ticket or allowance. i’ve been telling this for so many years, but this time i seriously said no. I want this so bad, i want to do everything out of my own sweat.
When i get to Perth, i am going to apply into an Art Institute and work my way up. By studying Part time and working part time.
Thats my plan.
I dont want to hear anymore “Why didnt you do this?” “how you did that?” “why would you have to do this” or anything close to it. All i ask, from my Family and Close friends, Is your support.
Thank you.
ps: Lynndy, does this explains my sms? :p
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