During lunch today at school, I went to the school library to finish reading an issue of National Geographic magazine. Half way through the corridor leading to the library I could already hear the noise coming out from there. When I entered the room, it was no surprise to me to see the Chinese Orchestra practicing there. Even though I was bracing myself for the loud music before I enter the room, I was still shocked by the noise (they're all amateur musicians). You may wonder what the orchestra's doing in the library, but it just so happens that the school librarian is the moderator of the Chinese Orchestra club, so they practice in the library sometimes.
Even though I felt very disturbed by the noise, I took the magazine and began reading anyway. Then I suddenly realized why I dislike my school so much. All these years I felt that I'm fine with my school because I get pretty good grades, I am not rejected by my classmates, and teachers do not dislike me, but somehow I never really felt a connection to this school, now I know why.
It's because there's no where to hide. My school is situated right in one of the busiest places in the city, it's very crowded, and everywhere you go, you can hear noises, there are people. You're watched everywhere. There are security cameras on each floor. The corridors leading to the toilets are just opposite the teacher's staff room, where they can see if we run out of our classrooms to fool around. The only uncrowded place on the ground floor is the 'playground', where if you're foolish enough to be the only one to stand there, everyone in the covered playground, the garden, and in the two building blocks will be able to see you.
Then it became clear to me, for all my life, I've been living in a place where it's impossible to withdraw from. I live in a crowded city, where everyday I have to endure sitting with possibly three or four people talking on the mobile phone on my way to and back from school. I have to share my bedroom with my elder brother during summer and with my aunt every weekend.
I want to go somewhere desperately. Somewhere close to nature, somewhere quiet, with fewer people. I think I'd like to live in New Zealand or Australia, and/or work as a scientist (I am beginning to have an interest in cognitive science) in a remote area, like studying the behaviors of monkeys.
So my question is... do you want to go somewhere else too? Not just visit a place, but to call that place your home? Why do you want to go that place? What makes you dislike where you're in now?