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July 21, 2006

many are rejoicing in glee now.. feeling relieved that they were lucky enough to escaped from the execution, from the ruthless hands of the government who decided to increase the number of participants this year... while others are silently grieving inside, some even teared... as they kept on pondering how 'lucky' they are, to be selected among the millions... some start to fear what would it be like, some can't even bear the thought of going through it... some like me, are left speechless..

before it all happened...

8.57 pm, 20th July

i was watching tv when my phone suddenly rings.....

me : hello?

sam : anne! samantha here. faster give me your IC. number

me : what for lah?

sam : i just want to check something. faster give me la

me : (hesitates) check what first?

sam : aiyah. NS (national service) lah. see whether are you selected or not.

me : (jumps up from the sofa and rushed into the computer room) came out already meh?!?!

and so i quickly logged on to www.khidmatnegara.gov.my and went to the semakan online. saw Siri 4/2007 . my heart stopped for a second. quickly typed my IC number, and clicked..

No KP tidak dijumpai.

felt a little more relieved. and i remembered checking it twice, to make sure that there's not typing error or whatsoever. got back the same results. i was so paranoid that i even checked through sms again. and it was stated that i'm not selected as well.

glad that all the trauma and panic and paranoia is over, i went to bed.

21st July 2006.

11.05 pm

everybody was talking about the selection of candidates for national service. i proudly said that i'd checked and i wasn't selected. until after recess where the panic bomb was officially released. it seems that many others who checked yesterday and thought they succeed in escaping, eventually the 'semakan online' showed otherwise today.

my heart sanked a little. but everybody else was flooding the library ( they have internet access there) so i couldn't go in either. so i was in physics lab, being a goody girl for once, and studied my form 4 biology. i was alone at the moment. my groups of friends were swarming around the school. i wasn't bothered. until 15 minutes before school ends....

kiavin walks inside, and sat beside me....

kv : (looking very concern) you know already ar?

me: know what?

kv : the NS thing... you kena ya know.

i went speechless for a while. continue highlighting my biology notes. after 5 seconds, i just can't help it. i wanted to get out of class, go the library, and checked myself. but by the time i reached the library, the internet access was down.. -.-

so i walked back to class. along the way i found out that quite a number of people who already knew that i was selected. walked into the classroom, kwanyi and the rest were there. they are gave me the concern looks, pitiful eyesights, and they were quiet. i guess everybody knows that there's no suitable consolidation that you could offer in moments like this. it was purely random, pure luck.

after trying to laugh it off with my friends, i tried sms-ing to check again. once again, it replied and said no. i was absurd. wth. there's no way i can conclude it until i check it again once i got home.....and so i did....

and this is what i get.



"Tahniah anda telah dipilih untuk menyertai PLKN. Penempatan dan kumpulan akan ditentukan pada bulan November 2006. "



sigh. i guess it is meant to be. the suckiest part is not getting selected for the NS, but all the false alarms and false hope that i've went through. i went to school with a happy mind, and came back with a heavy heart...

but oh well, i'll make sure i will be ready by the time i have to go for national service. toughen up myself eh? ( am trying very hard to self-consolidate now)

and meanwhile, for those of you out there who thought you just barely miss the first batch... it seems that this IS the list of all the candidates, excluding the 150 voluntary ones. cuz from the way they put it : siri 1/2004, siri 2/2005, siri 3/2006 and siri 4/2007 , it clearly shows that this is actual list of candidates already. it is the 'kumpulan' that will be decide which batch will you be heading, and that will only be done in november. so, i guess congratulations to you all.

p/s : i'm secretly wondering did my parents actually voo-doo me over the night. ahah cuz initially they wanted me to go, and i wasn't selected. and a night past, and the results altered... right right right? =p

and on another note, any tips for public bathing? any
one?


+ amry @ 2:17 PM | 0 comments


July 16, 2006


i was browsing my inbox the other day and what caught my eye was this email, about a survey that was conducted among toddlers, or young children for that matter. they were asked to describe what love means to them, or what love is. and i realised you don't have to be the next William Shakespeare to charm or impress one's heart. what amazes me was how simple yet meaningful their answers was. it is true that our mind is getting more and more complex, day by day that we tend to forget how simple things used to be.


a few of my favorites are these....


"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."


"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."


Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."


"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."


"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."


"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."


"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."




Simple words, simple gestures huh? I don't know what about you but it does mean a lot to me... =) ahaha don't mind me... im a sucker for romanticism... if there is ever such a word...




What is love to you?


+ amry @ 3:50 PM | 0 comments