Hey All! I hope you all had a great start for this amazing year! I also hope all of you will achieve your new year resolutions! This will be my first post for this new year, I will try my best to keep posting some new stuff in this blog for those of you that might be interested.
Alright, as a kickoff, I would share you some of my reflection when I was in New York. Enjoyyyy! Oh, I will also share you some pictures during my winter break on the next post.
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Let's catch up a little bit. Several years ago when I was in Junior High and Senior High, I barely had friends. After little bit of tweak and twerk, most of my colleagues told me that my mean and arrogant attitude made most of my colleagues did not like me. At the end of my senior high, I had so many friends and they told me that I changed to a better person and I won their heart.
But I feel that I did not change that much; and sometimes I wonder why I was hated.
My reflection happened when I had a conversation with my good friend, Mike, about different cultural upbringing in different states in the US. He goes to USC in California, and his friends said that he is very rude. He told me that he was just being honest and straightforward because that is how people in New York City, honest and straightforward.
Then I my brain start thinking. Was I hated because I was being honest and straightforward? Part of me said yes, because I realize sometimes I said what is in my mind without thinking about the circumstances. My colleagues thought I was mean because I did not make friends with everyone -- I only make friends to those who matter to me.
Being honest and straightforward is not wrong; but for me, I should understand the culture and circumstances better. As a note, in Indonesia, people are very very nice to everyone. Even nicer than Texan. We are supposed to be friends with most people around us.
And that's what I was hated for. I was not hated because I am honest and straightforward, I was hated because of my ignorance!
Voila!
My high school experience and my conversation with my friend in New York made me realize that I am less ignorant person today than several years ago. That lesson also taught me to be nice to everyone and I enjoy it! It also makes me understand myself better.
Do you think you understand yourself good enough? Share your story!
See you next post!
