I just feel like blogging again

It's 2.41 am on a Monday morning. Amidst my notes and half-hearted preparations for a powerpoint presentation due on Wednesday, here I am typing some random thoughts after browsing through the blogs of some of my friends.

It's Term 1 of my 3rd year in university. Graduation, which is more than 19 months away, seems like an eternity away and a concern that is too distant despite the rough labour market we have been observing in recent times.

I haven't given much thought to my future except to become "either an economist, diplomat or journalist" in the immediate years after graduation, then moving on to work for either an MNC or an IGO as a consultant, then maybe start a business after that.

The vagueness and the complex uncertainties in life really irritates me because I am someone who irks the thought of helplessness. I shudder at losing control of my life and not knowing what lies ahead, especially when the road ahead is marked by potholes and the odds seem stacked against me.

What to do? Sometimes, not doing anything is an option but it is a suicidal choice because winners are those who sense change before it happens, and reacts before change overwhelms them, or passes them by, making them irrelevant and marginalised.

Do you want to be irrelevant and marginalised? No! Everyone wants to be a winner in his heart. And winners don't just sit around. They want to stand up and do something. They want to be prepared and take advantage of this change when it comes.

And back to my notes. Yes, studying is important and I am obliged as a son and a student, to study hard and get good grades to live up to the expectation of society. We all need a theoratical understanding of the world to survive, and "toughen" our minds so that we can "think on a higher plane" than the unschooled.

Unfortunately, I'm also laden with the feeling that solely focusing on studying makes you blind to the real changes out there. Where books and paper are concerned, the knowledge is static, independent of the events happening around us, and the opportunities slipping through our fingers. But real change is always on the move, seeking greener pastures and the rightful heirs to make use of them, and recognise the potential that they bring.

Can studying help us recognise such changes and make ample use of opportunities around us? I wonder.

And while I put away such thoughts, I know that I will revisit them again on another uneventful and quiet morning like this moment. Perhaps, just perhaps, studying will help me get the answers that I seek.

If not, I can just relish in the moment of ignorance, and be drowned in the books and notes.