I
Don’t Know About This by
Churchill Ongere
It shouldn’t be
funny, I tell myself, how my interests are still scattered all over the place
three years after graduating from high school. Not that I feel like I am so old
to still be trying out different things but sometimes, during those moments
when I sit back and retrospect, I find myself comparing myself to my high
school mates who some, to use the example of just a few, by now, are married and are on government
payrolls. (Disclaimer- I do not envy neither do I despise their marital status
or employer. I do reviews from time to time you should know). I do have lots of
crazy, unimaginable, stretched, secular and heavenly fun while all over the
place.
I came out of
primary school confident (like my father) to be a lawyer one day (some friends I graduated
standard eight with have this wrong perception that I am probably almost
clearing law school now!). Well I started being argumentative ages ago. Four
years ago, I came out of high school very sure of not being a lawyer but that I
would be comfortable doing anything design related (btw, none of those guys I
was with in high school for four good years ever imagined that I would rock
dreadlocks. Look at me now!)
Then Political
Science happened. I then came into university hoping to get a Political Science
degree. I still hope and work hard towards getting one. This coming semester is
the beginning of the end of the 8-4-4 homestretch for me. I do love what I do for a studying though. The
discussions we have in class are usually very informative. We end up arguing
like our politicians do for example – sitting in the same room with someone who
swears he would disown his brother if he found out he was gay. All of my
lecturers have distinct personalities that are sometimes the cause of a good,
long, large, laugh that brings back interest during a boring lecture. We have NAMES
for all of them. *Laughs*
So what happens now
that I am almost stating it here that I don’t see myself taking a Master’s
Course any time soon? I see myself venturing into radio some time around June
2016 or probably going for an artist residency in some art centre in South
Africa by December 2016.
But there’s one
constant, I have noted, in all of these departures from the previous and
present expectations people have of me or comfort-zones that I set for myself –
the hunger for conversations that lead to me stepping out of my comfort zone is
what drives me. Whenever I am souled into something I have developed interest
in, I dig in really deep. Till my nails
hurt. Then I heal real quick! Well, the story of these scattered interests and
girls is something else altogether!
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