jpa story

All this hype about jpa is getting pretty stale and annoying. I mean, c'mon get over it sheeesh! oh well, might as well tell how it all began (to me at least ;))


RESULTS DAY
Woke up (morning I think) but then, it was still early. So went back to sleep. Had nightmares but can’t remember any of them. At around 10-ish, messaged D whether the results are out yet. He said no, and sumthing bout people kawad-ing so I went to Deen for my 2nd breakfast :D Afterward, I went back to school and just lepak with my mom for a while. Saw many of my ‘friends’ in baju kurung. They actually believed the HM is gonna kick them out because of a stupid dress code??? muahahahaa. Anyways, I sat in the car and people watched for a while. Its amazing what stress can do to students. Based on my observation:

• its either I have the power of invisibility or they didn’t notice me. Or maybe a certain someone felt guilt. Or maybe it’s the chaos inside that’s clouding their senses

• the EXPRESSIONS. seriously, some people look like they have diarrhea or somethingthe teachers of course. They give a smile and said “takpayah risau sgt….saya dah tengok dh result kamu” geeeez, I was already sick to my stomach and already expecting the worst.

• Parents. yes, I actually chit chatted with one. maybe we’re both nervous. And after we get the results, they asked how’s your results.

haha.…….in the end, everybody got their results and *drum roll* I got 10 A’s. haha its not the ‘straight A1’ type but I’m not complaining! to bad my physics and agama is A2. *sigh* oh well, I tried my best.got back home and got very very busy with the computer lol. Applied for most scholarship but got rejected in the end XD. In the end, jpa became my savior.


THE INTERVIEW
Had to wake up extra early for the interview (gosh, I hate mornings!). Dressed subconsciously, and ate breakfast in a zombie state. Everything was all a blur and POOF! I was at putrajaya already!Inside the building, it was really interesting to see hundreds of people my age dressed in formal clothing.(I didn’t go to my high school prom you see…) Looking at the girls who wore really nice suits and brand new baju kurung, my outfit was plain ol boring. Thank God its roomy and comfortable .

There, we are called by our birthdates. And silly me, thinking ‘ im a Januarian!!!! haha I’ll be called early so I can get this done with’ but in the end……I waited and waited but my group was called last for the morning session. My activities to occupy my last few hours before my interview include:

• chatting with strangers. yeah, it helps to know that someone is feeling the exact same butterflies and also aiming for the same goal. Besides, I met fellow uwc rejects who (looking good in baju kurung and suit) before they are brought to the interview room. Even learned something new there from a girl who was applying for vet. She starts squeezing my arm for no reason when her name was called (freaky but forgivable..) Hopes for the best for her. Mad cow disease is caused by cows eating trace amount of beef, leftovers from butchers and cattle slaughter houses. Poor cows, eating a family member is just plain old savage.That explains why cannibalism in some tribes causes their women and children to succumb to similar illnesses. *haish*
  

• Observing others. You could be slightly amazed at what students talk in their nervous-ness. Once, i overheard a group of them discussing if they could actually go through their interview without speaking BM!! I mean, i'm not being racist or something but c'mon....its Malaysia's bahasa kebangsaan. One girl announced proudly among her friends that she apparantly seems to have 'forgotten' how to speak bm. I was like, "wtf??!! you asked for a government scholarship and yet you don't know how to speak the bahasa???" Sort of wonder how a malaysian citizen whose ancestors have come to Malaysia (previosly Tanah Melayu) a few hundred years ago.....can't speak the native language well.
  

• Walking up and down the corridor with no purpose. Sofia mundar-mandir hehe
  

• Eat. They provided free food but didn’t know bout it til later. All the best kuehs are already eaten :(

• Talk to my mom. Luv ya mom!

After the long wait, my turn is up. JENG JENG JENG!!! the interviewers were ok after all! I blurted out whatever they asked and I think one of them finds my views and answers interesting?? and I went on ‘ brushing our teeth is important so that bad germs don't enter your body blablablablabla…….And before you know it. I'm FINISHED!!!! *relief*

(fast forward to jpa results announcement)

it was on the 8 of may (ealier by 3 days huhuhuh) and the line was soo busy. So I gave up and went reading manga instead haha! Tried again at night (after a hearty meal of nasi goreng at 10 at night hehehe). ….and the page was gone! luckily someone gave the link for checking my results and it turns out…… I got ipts perubatan. Feels so lucky and grateful because I was offered as many with better results did not. Hopefully, to all who did not get jpa scholarship, don’t lose heart as you can always appeal or apply for loan.we all can keep bugging jpa lol!

KAMI SEMUA PEMENANG, TIADA PENGALAH!!!