A year ago

Rummaging through my old Friendster blog archive, I stumbled upon this post that I did a year ago in Ipoh, the night before the SPM result was to be announced. It's great to read through all this back, the memories.. I see how much I've changed since that day a year ago. What do you think? Here, read it.

well, it seemed that in the next few hours the life of some 160 people would be changed, by a piece of cheap paper that could bring tears of joy as well as bitterness and sorrow. five years of education, it's all there, summed up in that transcript. and to add to the strangness of it, people would travel from all parts of malaysia, some even dare to miss their university class just for that goddamm piece of paper... or is it?

for me, the reason i'm writing this entry in this cybercafe in greentown ipoh is, eventhough had something to do with that peice of paper, more to the fact that i want to meet my friends that i have been missing all this while. this is also the only big occasion that probably have everyone of the batch attending for the next few years, and could also probably be the last time to meet some high flyers that would be leaving malaysia for a better education in some first world country. so to me, it's more of a gathering than the actual result announcment. well, i admit some of the guys i've talked to are scaring the crap out of themself by the thought of the result alone, but to me what's done is done. nothing in our regret could turn that B into an A. but believe me, not getting a straight A in SPM doesn't mean the end of the road. don't believe everything the teachers say, their view is only closed to the prospect of doing scientific courses. for me, a person who is currently doing an arts course, i kept wondering what is it that i've learn about chemistry that i would be using when i hold the Betamax camera as i shoot a short film. getting really good result in SPM is like using the highway while less good results leads you into the jalan lama, narrow, bersimpang-siur... but if you look a little bit closer, behind the bushes of life, beyond the ruins of hope and across the river of tears, there it is... a very beautiful life with lotsa things to see and do. jauh perjalanan luas permandangan doesn't necessarilly need an airplane ticket to harvard, all that you really need is a roadmap, some good friends to accompany you along the road, a better lookout for the many junctions that lies ahead and don't forget your destination as well as the folks back home. don't loook down on those in IPTS, we are not stupid, we don't go there for the glamour of it and not because our parents are rich enough to send us there... it's because we belief in something else, we want something different... we are taking a scenic ride of life... just because our campus doesn't have a proper field or student accomodation doesn't mean that we are lacking in the feel of the university life. we are enjoying our very own version of university life, which sometimes is more fun that you are having on that playing field of yours and sleeping in old building with graffitied walls and urine stench. aku dah merase semua tu waktu sekolah menengah lagi, waktu korang duduk bawah ketiak mak korang, pegi sekolah pakai seluar kaler hijau... i've gotten bored of it while you are just starting to feel the fun of it. pity you... owh, by the way... limkokwing ade a few hundred iMacs... skolah ko ade ker?...PC? haha... ape bende tu? tukun?...

anyway, what i am really telling here is just that: life doesn't end with that peice of paper. in fact, real life will only begin after you hold that peice of paper on your hand... for better or worse...

chain your ankles to the sky and believe me everything's gonna be alrite..

Damn, how time flies.. and how I miss those days. Anyway, it reminds me that tomorrow the SPM result of my good juniors, the Class of 2006 will be announced. Guys, whatever it is just go on with life. There are still many great things out there left to be discovered. May you have the very best of luck!

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