Pretty much of a weekend I just had. Been trying many new things which will inarguably hold nominations for one of my mind-refreshing moments of the year which, by the way, will end pretty soon. It leads me into thinking, how many times I’ve done or encountered something standout lately? The ones that drive me out of my comfort zones. The ones that spell out exceptional. The ones that can remind me that there’s a whole lot different world out there, running at different pace, by different kinds of people.

You know sometimes, when we’re having too much time fooling around in our own zone, we tend to think that the universe does revolve around us, especially when you feel that you’re really good at what you’re doing and probably everyone thinks the same way too – not that I’m implying that I am impossibly good at what I’m doing, but to certain extent, I could say so [narcissism alert!!].

And when you open your eyes wide, leaving all your prejudgement and suspicion about ‘the rest of the world’ aside, you will see that it’s not exactly that alien for you. There’s a chance that you might like what you see and possibly be a fan of it. But there are also cases that you might get fed up, and at some point regret your decision for jumping out to the other side.

Take mine as the example. I used to think that being involved in some sort of high demanding commitment isn’t exactly my cup of tea. The thought of how much of ‘me’ time I have to sacrifice in exchange with the time I must spend to avoid the embarassment of being a NATO* person just weird me out. But after quite a few succesful escape during these years, it hit me. How am I supposed to always get away from this? Whether I like it or not, this kind of thing will get back to me someday, I said to myself. How about starting it with a small step or two for now? Babies do not just run instantly, do they?

Long story short, last Saturday was a meeting with the committee I joined four months ago. It was supposed to be an important and final meeting before holiday season comes. All letters, proposals, and plans must be prepared by this month, because we all want our holiday to be a relaxing one, free from all things ‘heavy’. Unfortunately for me, it turned out that ‘we’ here did not include everyone. And it occurs to me also that the relaxing holiday does come early for some of us.

I’m not sure whether I should trust my ears anymore, but from what I heard on the first meeting, there’s an obligation for all committee to spend their holiday at least for some days here, assuming all the works and tasks for the event preparation. In other words, you cannot have a full time holiday resting if you’re member of the committee. You must stay until at least half of your jobs are completed.

But then again, I think it’s my ears playing the tricks on me. I mean, if they did hear about that, they wouldn’t book tickets for Sunday flight, just one day after the meeting ended, would they? Or perhaps, they have some sort of emergency problems to be taken care of. But still, how big is the possibility that some of us suddenly have the urgency to have medical treatment, or family business just after the school holiday started?

And right at that moment, the public opinion of the highest student body having highest degree of professionalism and responsibility compared to others started to become just an opinion for me. Clearly, a false one.

Although this whole commitment thing isn’t exactly a walk in the park, I feel totally blessed to have my partners working with me together. And for what it’s worth, I can say that we’re the only solid portfolio in the committe, but I’m sure that is my upset ego talking. Anyway, it’s good enough for me to start to be positive. Hopefully, later after it’s all over, my disappointment only goes to ‘them’, not to myself.

*NATO: No-Action-Talk-Only, credit goes to an Indonesian commercial.