Mom: 'Sivanes...u got a letter. Just came this morning. What are you doing?...still sleeping!?'
Me: Nah...woke up at 8 , at the uni now...
Mom: 'It's a government letter. I think its important'
Me: 'Open it, maybe they're giving me some money,... Or asking me to payoffs my loans'
Mom: (after a minute) 'Its an interview letter. its from...'SPA'' (Public Service commission)
Me: 'Oh...must be for the diplomatic officer Corp, I don't want to go,...Ok bye bye...'
Mom: 'Wait! Its says Agensi Angkasa Negara'. (National Space Agency)
Mom: 'Pegawai Penyelidik Fizik (Physics Research Officer)...kod 1801...AAN...Interview Sept 2, in Putrajaya'
Me: 'Oh my God!
Mom: 'U better go for this, no excuses, it looks important, its good....'
Me: 'government job...the place far far, my bike cannot go...I need car...' (what the hell is wrong with me?!)
Mom: 'Take taxi...if you say no somemore, don't come home...'
Me: 'Can I come for Deepavali and Thaipusam...my friends will be there'
Mom: ' Ill mail the letter to you, you read, and prepare yourself...'
[-] So after an hour of excitement plus hype plus sms's plus mixed feelings, I came to the lab and surfed the Public Service Commision site for confirmations. And its true:
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(listing: Time, Position, Place of Interview)
[-] And then, after going through some files, procedure listings, I came to this:
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(listing: Position: Research Officer
Agency: Malaysian National Space Agency
No of applicant: 13,628
No called for interview: 61
No of Opening: 2)
[-] Come Sept 2, 2005, I have one golden opportunity of realizing a life long dream. I have one foot set in 'Space'. But the odds are high, damn high, a chance in 61. Hope and a dream is all I have. The rest...