Independent

Since I was young, I’ve always been an independent person. During primary school, while kids was taken to school by mommy and daddy, I would arrive alone and wondered if I was a bad kid for not having my parents sending me to school

If you can jog back your memory, there will always be this stinky kid that always the odd one out in class. Well that’s mua

Even thought my pants and shirt throughout school are always two sizes bigger, thanks to my mum who says I’ll grow into it or using my pencil till the very last lead, while other kids have those shaker-shaker mechanical pencils, I was this kid who was kinda ‘mature’ for my age

Yes this stinky kid would always speak and reply in Melayu or bits of Jawa in class even if I was spoken to in English. Well my Engrish wasn’t up to scratch back then … “Ngomong Sulit betul untuk berbicara Bahasa Inggris” … but being the odd one out, I’m very much into my own world. And that’s good in my opinion

You can call it delusional if you insist, haha but I did things my own way, and I don’t really care what other people thought of me

I think that certain trait of mine being independent has served me well all these while. I got a peek into the working world much earlier than my peers and planning early for my goals and objectives in life, rather than being still unsure of what’s your calling in life.

Maybe that’s why I went into this path of mine currently. It has always been my dream to lead a better life and fully knowing working for someone else and making them rich ain’t cut it for me