What will you feel if you are not close with those people you always see and live together? What will you feel if all them are against you and will always find ways to criticize and let you down? Will you be able to withstand it or will you just surrender?
When I entered college, I entered a dormitory, a dormitory of I thought very intellectual scholars with many honors and achievements. Yes, it's slightly true but it haven't met my expectations. It's okay, I said to myself, for it will be easier for me to adapt and live with them. A dormitory, with “Honors” in its name, I live with that's why I often tell myself, “Should really belong here?” or “Does its name fits the truth in it? I can't answer these questions maybe I know the but just can't accept.
In my first days in the dormitory, I experienced what a new entrant will feel, hesitant and conscious with his every actions hoping not to commit any mistakes. I then just often stays on my place and not talking to anyone. But as the days past, faster than what I and they expected, I became close to them. I really thought we were really close to each other and they consider me as their friend. But, it is the truth.
Just near the half of the first semester of stay, I had small fights with some of the old dormers. Thus, some had been angry and didn't like me and even said that I'm just a freshman yet I'm already acting like that. But it's me, I will not be like this if they don't treat in a similar way.
One of my closest fellow dormer has also been the greatest enemy I had. We had been really close and with our other close friends formed a group exclusively for us. I thought that we will never fight again because we already had a fight before(it's the fight I mentioned before) and caused us not to talk to each other for about three months but this time around will end up us not talking maybe forever.
The real cause of our fight is really possessiveness he have with his friends. He didn't want us to be friends with his enemies but I didn't follow him and chose to be with his so-called outcast. I, myself, also became an outcast, a dorm outcast by choice. I'm not sad with it but even proud of it. I will always withstand them and will never surrender because if I surrender, I loss my battle with life and fate.
author's note: this is my personal recount....
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