a story in progress

Finally, I get to blog.. Apparently Streamyx decided to cut off my Internet line from last Sunday onwards. Reason? Suspected illegal usage or hijacking of line by third party. (or so they say when Mum gave them a call) Aasjdhlakfyaosdhlsd.

Anyhow, I feel there is a need to blog on the chronicle of events taking place from last week till today. On the 10th of May, was Wesak Day. Therefore, prior to it, on the 8th and 9th of May together with a bunch of friends, we went to the Buddhist Association (conveniently located in Petani Jaya as well) to help out. Mostly, we were there to pack goodies into plastic bags (as welfare aids to the folks out there), cleaning up, setting up of the venue, manual labour and also the packing of scented, blessed flower water. On Wesak Day itself, the bunch of us were in charged with handling of food, effectively putting us in the positions of waiters and waitresses for the VIPs on the third floor.

Overall, though the entire affair was tiring and not to mention all were done in the name of voluntary service; one can't shake off that very immensely satisfying and rewarding feeling. Even the very act of dispensing out the goodies and helping to serve the crowd whole afternoon was really a good lesson in humility. A good reminder of being thankful and sincere too. Now why can't attending all those Moral classes ever instill such stuff?

A mental note to self: Should take part more often in activities of such nature in the future.

Besides that, at the same time managed to go support my fellow family/anak-anak/successors for their District Debate. Taking place in the same school as last year as well - SMK Khir Johari. And glad to say, these people won the title! Seeing them debate and going through all those stuff makes me an extremely proud and nostalgic fellow. Blossoming and gaining confidence as well as picking up the rhythm. This is when I am reminded that participating in such co-curriculum activity is way beyond the usual of gaining the needed marks for co-curriculum or for the value of the certificates for that matter. Being a more confident, poise, open-minded etc. That aside, I can finally get to say this - It's your show to run now guys!

Another matter that was cropping up last week was the JPA scholarship. The results are finally out. The coveted scholarship of the year. The hope and dreams of many to board the first available plane to a foreign land. Phoof. Though, people managed to secure it, there were many who did not as well. But seeing over 8000 over were shortlisted for the interview with only 2000 placing to dish out, one can hardly be surprised by the intensity generated by it. But well, for those out there who hasn't heard the news yet, I didn't managed to secured the offer tho. My status was TIDAK BERJAYA.

To be quite honest, I wasn't that taken aback by it or anything of that sort. Have been gearing myself towards such possibility since ever. I am aware after all that this is a scholarship. And being the nature of a scholarship, JPA doesn't owe me anything. In fact, I am pretty aware too that out there, there are like a ton of more deserving individuals with better grades/family background. But it be a blatant lie too, if I don't feel a tinge of bitterness. But oh heck, me will get over it. In fact, i think I'm literally over it by now.

So it was more like another round of Russian roulette for myself. The last one I took part was last year, when the names for NS were out. Back then had the feeling my name would popped out. And it did. This time had the despondent feeling it won't. And it did once more. Ish. I should start becoming a seer or something of that sort la. Who say female only have their intuition?

Had a steamboat gathering on the night of Wesak Day too. It was meant as a last min gathering before each takes off to their respective route i.e, matric and so forth. Had a blast with only RM9 (excluding rental of place, service tax, govt tax as there weren't there in the first place!) to boot. We are so going economical these days.

On a final note, started attending the Sixth Form in my dear old SMK Ibrahim. Orientation week has just ended today. Thank god for it! Alas, it's that all too familiar feeling again.