Another sleepless night. Been lying in bed for almost an hour, and just
know if I don't get my thoughts out, I won't be able to rest. It happens
to me often, especially when so many things are on my mind, as now. And
listening to BBC World Service, or BNR Nieuws-radio does not help...the
stories of the troubled world of suicide bombings in Cairo,
hostage-taking in 'post-war' Iraq, historic handshakes of long separated
Chinese arch-enemies, President George W. Bush's 9pm sharp bedtime, etc
etc etc seems to make it all worse.
So, at 01.00, I lie in
bed, looking at the stars, wondering what my future will hold. I've
already finished my university. Gosh, it was almost a year ago. This
time last year, sleepless nights were common...as I tried to stay awake,
cramming in all I could in the last weeks till the final finals. I
remember watching stars at night too, as I lay on the grass in central
London during my twenty minute breaks between studies...those were the
nights!
The sky at night...
Now,
almost a year on in my gap year, I 'm still as, or even more, clueless
as what to do in the future. What do I want in life? What is suitable
for me? How do I go about achieving it? Can I achieve what I want? What
will my parents, or other people think? At just 21, these are questions I
feel I shouldn't been answering. I feel I should be exploring the world
more to answer these questions, and not be stuck one place and in one
(confused) mindset and worrying myself to desperation, but without any
results. At 21, I see others my age partying, having fun, enjoying life
and , most of all, living life...but I go from day to day, wondering
what I have done, wondering what I have yet to accomplish.
Been
at the Van Vollenhoven Institute at Universiteit Leiden for almost a
year, as a 'stagiair' (intern). I thought the experience would give me a
guid to what I want. Maybe it has, but I don't realise it. Maybe the
words and attitudes of people and work in the past few months have
shaped me, unconsciously, towards refining my idea(l)s. In any case, my
honeymoon routine of going to work and going home again is almost over.
Now I must decide.
Choices have been made. Indonesia and Taiwan
are my next big items on the agenda. I hope to do some research in both
countries on the rights and situation of Indonesian migrant workers,
probably with an emphasis on female domestic workers, in Taiwan. The
motivation is partly personal, but also out of interest and facination
of an issue which I feel is ever-present, embracing so many issues and
ideas, and important today and tomorrow. The question now is how long I
will stay in Asia. I had planned to stay until August and return to do a
masters in Public International Law. But after a talk with my
boss/professor, those plans have been thrown into doubt. He was right in
saying I could afford another year out. Why should I dive into a study
so quickly, when I don't even know what I want to do with it? Join an
NGO! Experience the world, experience the people's lives! See 'life in
the field'! It's all good advice, and I would ideally want to do it
all...but then somethings are holding me behind. What will my parents
think? Especially my dad, who I have not spoken with for so long...what
would he think now? He wasn't too happy I stopped studying to do an
intership. He wants me to study as high as possible and as quickly as
possible, but he doesn't seem to understand that I want to take it
slower. I've absorbed so much, and have had to endure so much alone the
past few years, I just need to have time on my own, to reflect, to
think, and most of all, to live!
So the question remains
unanswered...what to do now? Ideally I would postpone my studies again
till next year. In the meantime, go to Asia, do the NGO experience, do a
research paper, join some other extra curricular activities, return in
November at the latest to Europe...and then hope that I can get a
job/intership somewhere so I can feed myself until my studies start. An
internship at the International Court of Justice or International
Criminal Court would be perfect! A friend of mine is there now, earning
€1000 a month as an intern...imagine the exposure, the experince, and
how it would look on your cv! But then now it's all a dream, a dream I
dream without even going to sleep!
I am nowhere closer to
answering all the questions I wanted answered, but at least I have
written. I feel writing is like releasing all the energies and
frustrations inside. It frees, it soothes, it defines and organises my
thoughts, and it hopefully will be something to look back one day and
allow me to relflect: how far I have come!
"Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not for us to see,
Que sera, sera"