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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I didn't sleep well last night. Tossed and turned many times till finally I fell asleep. My mom told me to fetch Fidzul from school today. Then, at exactly 1100hrs. Someone called me. I didn't recognise the number though. However, I answered it anyway. It was from the MOE. Hah, terperanjat berok gua! To my horror, I had an interview to attend at 1230hrs. I wasn't even aware that I was selected for the interview. I never even get to see any letter from them. What the hell!? I asked the person whether I could have it postponed to tomorrow or not. But the person said, that it's not possible and I must be there by 1300hrs the latest. Pushed the panic button and I ran around the house like some maniac to get things done pronto and double check everything. I haven't even bathe sia. I almost felt like weeping. I called my cousin and told her that I got selected for the interview. She gave me some significant tips; what to say and to do before and during the interview itself. Then, I realised I don't have any formal footwear. I borrowed a pair of heels from my other cousin who lives at level six. Yeahhhh..I wore the heels but I don't fancy them one bit. By the way, it was quite tight so I brought my sandals in any case of emergency. I took the cab and used up the money I've been saving to pay for my bills -_-" Then, I had to go up and down several times to photocopy some documents. Anyway, the interview went SLIGHTLY better this time round, I guess. I had quite a lot to talk about when compared to last year. I was more confident than before as well. Credit goes to my cousin who helped me alot despite the last minute notice and to the taxi driver who sent me to the MOE building. I went home by taking the train. During the train ride, my mind replayed of what happened a few hours before and suddenly, everything went solemn. I told myself, just don't look back and smile to the world. What's done is done anyway. Man, I just hope I got this course this time. Wish me luck, ya'll :)