(From Culinary Schools.)
It's something of a dream of mine to study in a faraway place, away from everything I know, and reinvent myself. A rather romantic, optimistic notion, perhaps ('reinvention' may not necessarily be a good thing), but it keeps me going nonetheless. Escapism, new
directions beginnings -- exciting.
But I've watched some of my seniors on Facebook go through the phases of leaving home. There's the initial excitement at first, the prospect of going to university in some foreign country. Then there're the stressed status updates about getting student visas, plane tickets, and the like. And then come the heavy-hearted goodbyes to friends, which is always so sad to see. A little later are the reports that they're doing fine, it's great over there, the weather's amazing; and then soon after that, how they're starting to miss home. Everyone goes through it, I noted, and it made me think.
I'll probably go through it too, if I do go overseas. It probably won't be so bad if I go to Singapore like Aaron, but it's be much worse if I'm flown off to Russia like Harman. Much worse -- I absolutely cannot stand the cold. Which was why I was thinking of Australia (and therefore SAM or AUSMAT) at first, the winters there being milder and all. However, medical degrees there are mostly post-grad, meaning I'd have to get a degree/bachelor in...something first before I get my actual medical degree. That would take an even longer time, so no thanks.
I still think Australia's pretty awesome, though.
(From AIDE, whose motto is, ironically, 'Reinvent yourself'.)
Of course, the major drawback of a faraway place would be the sky-high cost...plus, it's a medical degree. I never realised how expensive it is till a friend of mine who's going to be doing an Arts course told me how much hers would cost. Holy carp, it was a fraction of the price! I feel rather bad now for dumping my parents with the task of running around to find money to finance my studies. Of course, there's my sister to think about as well, and she hasn't yet decided what she wants to do.
Argh. All this college and uni talk is pretty worrying. It makes me feel all mixed-up inside, which isn't very conducive for studying (or so I tell myself after many a wasted afternoon). Right now I feel all nervous and jumpy and hopeful and just...I don't even know.
The Methodist College scholarship form is out.