Long title, probably short post, but there is not much I would like to say at the beginning. I’m sure everybody knows what the idea of ‘unusual situations’ means. And I’m not talking about awkward situations like bumping into a flatmate as you are coming out of the shower and you are naked (I’m sure we’ve all been through that at least once). No, I’m talking about those ‘oh lord where did life take me’ types of situations that I’m sure we’ve all been through more than once. And it all starts with this simple action of making a decision. Now I know some people might say, no, making a decision is not simple. The act in itself is simple, it’s just as simple as picking up a ball, the process of it is not as simple though. That I do agree.

It’s hard to say not everything in your life is a long chain of decisions (I did not mention anything about wrong or right-they’re one’s individual decisions). Even as I am sitting my ass on a chair in my house bright and early in the morning (I kid you not, the sun is not even up yet) drinking green tea and attempting to be at least a bit healthy and cut down on the coffee (we all know this will not happen-once an addict always an addict) and regurgitating words in a sad attempt to make sense I made a decision. To sit my ass down drink green tea and write. Sounds wrong as a decision, however just as a friend said; that’s life. I made a decision when I woke up this morning before the sun did, I made a decision when I went to brush my teeth, I made a decision when- heheh let’s not get there and keep it PG (I’m talking about taking showers!). Does not have to be anything huge or life changing, something small is enough. Even something as small as brushing your teeth can become something big and life-changing.

This is me trying to find excuses for my past decisions. I do not regret them, they were my decisions and my brain had thought about it before making them. At the time they sounded amazing, and some of them still do. Some of them might not have ended the way I thought they would and some of them did. Some of them made me want to crawl back into my bed and waste my life away, some of them made me want to jump for joy and happiness. But they were mine. And everybody protects what’s theirs. Good or bad, the consequences are mine as well. It might sound cliché-ish, but I did learn from them. Bad mistakes helped me grow as a person and as a human being in the society, gave me motivation to do better. Good decisions gave me strength and motivation.

 

I am young and I am bound to make more decisions that may be good or bad, I will take them in stride and day by day enjoy whatever consequences these decisions might bring. I have gone through different stages of my life and I have learnt new things every day. About myself, about the world, about a certain subject. I am a curious human being (no kidding, I am a human being therefore I am curious by default). I have never shunned this trait, I have never repressed it. I have embraced it and I have harvested it as much as I could. I love learning new things-about anything really. It does make me feel small and insignificant but I know I am taking a step towards those who are significant. I am a human being therefore I am also selfish. Selfish; because I am not learning new things to change the world or to be a revolutionist. But because I WANT and NEED to know; for my own satisfaction. I could lie and pretend I am an observer and a listener just because I want to help others, because of the goodness of my heart I want to help everyone. As I pointed before, that is a total lie. I have and feel the insatiable need to learn and know.

I have started small, without a plan in life, but then again who does (and if you do I envy you). My plan as a kid went through all those stages where I wanted to become a princess, a doctor, a lawyer, a teacher, a firefighter (so what if I am a girl?). Then I grew up, and realized that life was not that simple, good things happen, bad things happen. Things that you might’ve wanted to happen, happened or not. Things you might have not wanted to happen happened or not. And that came down to all the decisions I have made. One of the biggest decisions I had to make was when I turned 18 and finished high school (or college-depending on where you’re from). I had to decide what I wanted to be in life. Now, I know it is not a permanent decision, and you could start university and have a job that has nothing to do with it. But my background taught me that if you have a degree in X subject you should go for that. Thus I had to make a decision quickly. That was my own fault leaving it to the last minute. But I made a decision, and that became one of the biggest decisions of my life. I wanted to be a doctor when I was little? Fine, we shall become a doctor.

I decided to take a different path than just going straight into Medicine. I decided to apply for lab work, aka Biomedical Science. I also decided that I would brave the world by myself and I would leave my home country and go for the UK. Why? I felt like I could do more there. I felt it. I was not certain of it. I was hunting in the dark. But as your eyes get used to the dark when going to the toilet in the middle of the night and crashing into the door a few times, I got used to the unknown, and it became more known than my own country. It became my home. I did not realise it would set me back a bit and it would take longer to become a doctor by doing that, however I knew what I was getting myself into in a way. I did not start out as clueless; my parents are both doctors so I had a fairly good idea of what being a doctor means. And I knew that it would be hard and difficult, but in my mind the pros outweighed the cons. Now I am in my third year (placement year-actually doing things year I might call it) this is not my final year however, and I still have an important decision to make. Medicine or no medicine? Practice what I am doing at the moment or not?

A few months ago, I had to make another important decision in my life. My placement year, take it or not? Would it be useful or not? Would I just be wasting time? I considered all the factors, and I decided that yes, a bit of experience in my field wouldn’t hurt. That it why I decided to take on a study placement. Yes, I know, you wouldn’t call that experience in the field. Choosing a placement abroad though, is an experience in itself. And I decided to make that decision and take the study placement abroad. Not anywhere close to the UK. I would be moving again. This time to Seoul, South Korea. Only for the year though. But a year is more than enough to change a person. A year when you think about it in advance does not seem like a long time, if you do think about a year in the past and how much you’ve done during that year you’ll realise that it is indeed a very, very long time. Needless to say, South Korea was the last place on Earth I thought I’d get to before I turn 50 years old. Thus I found myself in the position of a not uncoordinated person that tries to find the bathroom in the dark, but of a blind person that is trying to find the needle in the haystack.

There are many things to consider when choosing the path you want to go for in life. You could mull it over and over again. It would not prepare you for what it is to come though. You could weigh the options pros and cons however much you’d like. You’d still be caught by life playing ‘think fast’ with you. And there is nothing you can do about it but take it in stride and enjoy it. The good, the bad (the evil hehe) everything serves its own purpose. Your decisions are important though, like the steering wheel on a brakeless car. You choose whether or not you’d like to crash into that pole or continue on maybe find a way to stop that car before it crashes into something.