A Taste of Freedom

Retrospectively ...

I wrote a very politic entry in this blog 2 years ago (during the time joining UCHanu course) about so-called  "the art of governing", which questions the best way an authority should implement to avoid anarchy as a result of civil rebellion against government's restriction. Although the answer is still ambiguous, I have no intensive to dig up all intense political cases happened within the last 2 years to fathom out how this government survives after successively steadfast demonstrations. I am no longer an International Studies bachelor and politics is no more a part of my world. 

Nevertheless, the more I think I am out of this, the more I am able to see our daily life relevant politically in so many extents. Taking my archaic office life as an example, I would have never felt that blithe and carefree after quitting the job if I have not worked that hard in a disciplined milieu. A pupil cannot be attracted to the  idea of play-truant if the school's discipline is not too strict; The food cannot taste that good if being in the mouth of surfeited person...In another word, the governing/ controlling/ rules and norms, restraining people for a long time (long enough for them to be accustomed to, even willing to change the initial personalities for adjudication), are actually crucial catalysts for "a good taste of freedom" afterward. Therefore, the art of being governed is that people acknowledge their liberty only exists under some form of oppression. Human mind can be sophisticated and dull at the same time, consequently an acute government know the best way to trick it. The attenuated border line between freedom and prison grows inside human beings the two most precious things in the world named "hope" and "belief", aggrandizing the tenacity of people to stand for difficulties and look up to brighter tomorrow scenario. 

Monotone

I quit my job at the beginning of August that leaves almost 3 months to prepare for GRE intensively. Honestly, although I might be seemingly distressed, I am having the most favorable time being with my good new friends, enjoying my study (despite it's frantic difficulty) and resting every morning at home. The whole time working in IS-VNU helped me fathom out my incessant enjoyment of studying, which gave me more reasons to resolutely quit my initial work and tenaciously focus on GRE.

In comparison with the old time audaciously took the test with more or less than 100 essential words learnt in the flash card as well as scant Math knowledge grasped harshly from A.Q., I have done so much more this time, being commensurate with higher expectation for myself. The question is it may or may never be enough for scholarship. But I just cannot give up, especially at this moment... I have gone so far.

 I wonder if there will be any other period of time in my life that I feel this much blithe, insightful and assiduous to keep on writing this blog. What happened if someday I become too dull to remember the meaning of "tenacity", "sedulous", "diligence" ...  :)