#ozjourney

One month ago, I took part in this Robotics trip to Brisbane. To be honest, it was my first time riding a without my parents with me. It felt liberating being able to wander along the streets of Brissy in a carefree manner. Of course, we had to do Robotics stuff too. I also had fun. Its just, I fell in love with Brisbane because the hill and the stalls felt closer to home. Yes, home. 

Trembling, her hands were trembling as she first stood at the gate of that new institution that will nurture her. Head spinning, her head was spinning as the secretary tour her around the campus she ought to do well. Almost heart explosion, her chest was almost ripped open and her heart almost explode as she caters the looks of the possible people who would follow her or hate her. Breathe in and breathe out, someone whispers "She’s the new kid."  In an average school, there’s always a possibility of an new kid every now and then. People move in and move out, no big fuzz. Sadly, the only near normal school  (alright, normal) that I entered upon was back in Kindergarten. The school that followed after that provided this force field barrier that separates us (as fast learner buds) to average ones, which scratch the fact of a welcoming transferees. A miracle happened at the start of 6th grade though, my class suddenly accepted transferees! S.C.P.S’ SPED class of ‘09 went entirely ballistic; some rumours spread like wildfire and some even thought of pranks! The moment happened as if we were to welcome aliens from Pluto. New. Strange. Startling. Scary. Four years after, the same phenomena takes place. This time,I am not merely a spectator! The tables have turned, I am the new kid.. but with a twist! I’m not just a new kid who people will get over with in just a few weeks. I am a new ASIAN kid in somewhere foreign, somewhere white people dominate the area and somewhere with lazy accents. I will always look different. I will always feel different. I am different. I’ll forever fall in a different matrix, and feel completely out of this world. I am an asian. For most of these years, I’ll forever be looked at as a new kid. A new kid lost in a distinct dimension even she’s not that fresh anymore.

That's how my first week rushed. Weird how the days passed, making me think of forever. Still, positive thinking is the key! Go Marie and let Term 3 be your term!

Kahit naman papaano blessing na rin to. Hindi kaya lahat ng nag-aasam na makapunta dito, nakakapunta. Biniyaan ako ng Creator natin. Sabi nga nila, "You must move on and look at the bright side of things."