Tuesday, May 3, 2011

There's always a price for everything.

Hey. Miss me? na. But I miss Malaysia. A lot. Too many inexplicable things that I miss. 


U guys know that Malaysia government, or some other agencies are so generous to fund their excellent students with impeccable results to study abroad. Some of these come in a package that the students don't have to pay the money at all. But they formulate a more yielding way for the students to return the favor which is to work for the agency. 


I think it is a fair trade. They give you money, you go oversea and study, enjoy yourselves, explore the world, and eventually you return home and serve the country. For only quite a while. For MARA scholars, only 5 years.

I think I'm gonna enjoy these years of indenture servitude. 

However, I have this one pest keep biting on me. My intuition. I fail to tame this one pest to follow my brain. Which is telling me to study but my intuition makes my hand to open the VLC player and enjoy a movie. One after another. It tries to make me nuke my career! 


Since there's a price I have to pay to MARA for sponsoring this sheltered nobody, it becomes an obligation to get my intuition under intensive training. It shall begin at any moment. I don't want my funding retreated.

Tests are coming up and I have yet few chapters to study, so I need this anxious heart to stop pounding for unnecessary reasons.


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