I have changed.
It is pretty ironic to say this since I was one of those people who particularly didn’t like change. Especially when it comes to my comfort zone. I was a shy girl and a bit antisocial so the day my father announced all of us had to move because he got a job transfer, I was like
It was on 2006 and I was supposed to take UPSR examination that year. I was scared, had no ability to make friends (I blamed this on my introvert-ness) and everyone looked so intimidating
so being the coward I am,
On the first day of school.
That’s how severe my introverted-ness was.
But gradually I learn how to interact with people while being confident with my skin and get the hell out of my comfort zone. The journey was not easy. It takes time and my friends now probably wouldn’t believe me if I told them this story. I guess in a way studying abroad in Japan changed me.
We are so accustomed to the comforts of “I cannot”, “I do not want to” and “it is too difficult” that we forget to realize when we stop doing things for ourselves and expect others to dance around us, we are not achieving greatness. We have made ourselves weak.
Of course at first, I had a pretty rough period. I was 19 dude, and it was my first time to ride an aeroplane and moreover going to another foreign country who I only knew from anime. The food unsurprisingly tasted bad, the weather was too cold to my liking and despite having some basic Japanese I barely understand the natives’ conversation. Thankfully, with the help of the teachers and friends I managed to survive and during this whole period, I experienced and learned a lot of things that brought out the independence side of me that I never thought I had. Plus, knowing people from different country, culture, and language makes you realise that the world is bigger than you think it is and there is so much more out there and bam! your whole perspective of viewing world became more open.
And it’s not like I become a totally different person, some part of me is still not comfortable because of the prospects of meeting new people but some part of me is becoming better in speaking because inevitably I realise that how can I still continue being an antisocial me and just sitting at home relaxing watching movies and stuff while some part of the ummah is crying tears of blood.