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About 3 years ago I was supposed to leave WMS after form 3 to head over to Australia and further my education there. I got accepted and I was so ready to go. Well it was going well until my dad decided to pull the plug at the last minute telling me that I need SPM if I want to work here. It made sense since I could never imagine myself working somewhere other than Malaysia.
A year later and my parents were thinking about sending me overseas after Form 5, Australia it was once again. For some reason that never materialised. So here I am in HELP University College.
Some of you guys might know what I've been up to the past month. I submitted an application for the Malaysia Airlines study loan scheme for pilot training. Sure it's only a study loan but I'm 100% guaranteed a job at Malaysia Airlines.
So they've got this really long procedure you've got to go through. First up is the Psychomotor test, followed by written assessment, interview and medical.
I've already got past the first hurdle. It's actually some computer program that tests your motor skills, awareness and reaction speed. I'm not gonna elaborate about it with further detail. But if you want, Click Here! So here's the thing, this test isn't a pushover and years of video games won't help you one bit. I seriously underestimated it and really I felt like breaking the computer during the test. It was really hard. I actually left the testing room with a splitting headache. But everything turned out great since I passed, so very relieving. Furthermore I heard that this year's batch didn't do so well and the percentage of passes was low. Cheers!
Which brings us back to the main topic. If I get through the whole process, I'll have to attend flying school away from home. Where you may ask? The answer is Kota Bharu, Kelantan. Well most likely it will be there unless it's overcrowded then I might get a chance to go to Australia for training. But the point is, I don't think I will enjoy myself in Kota Bharu. Definitely not as much as those in other countries, but I guess I can't have everything.
I'm pretty sure quite a number of you may be thinking. Why Malaysia Airlines? The answer is that my father was someone there and I've always wanted to do the same. He wasn't a pilot, he couldn't because he didn't have perfect eyesight.
Also I might not have a chance to finish my A-levels course. So sometimes I wonder if studying hard for the exams is actually worth it, but I don't want to disappoint my parents.
My parents have always been fanatical over my education. If I slacked and they found out, I would get a sounding. When I was in Form 1, each time i failed my exams. They would go to the school to have a chat with the principal. I just couldn't be bothered.
There was also my Sejarah teacher, Mdm. Parvathy. This lady was teaching my class for about 3 months and then she got pregnant, so she took leave. She made us do notes on each darn chapter for the subject in an exercise book, since she was gone I never bothered. So when she got back a good 6 months later she called to check the exercise books. Mine was obviously never done and of all people to check, she picked me first. She didn't even check the whole class', only a few.
When I got home my mom told me that she gave a phone call to my parents regarding my notes. Which led to my parents getting even more ticked off at me. My mom said she would go to the school the next day for a visit and I had to complete all my work that night. Yep, I wrote out notes for the entire subject in one night. I couldn't even sleep in peace, fearing the worst for the next day.
The next day I handed in my notes to the teacher. Instead of approving or something, I got scolded for not putting the date. Yeah then the office boy came and brought my down to the office for even more scolding.
In Form 2 I had the same teacher for Sejarah, I was already fearing the worst. Well she got pregnant once again and left her job. Hooray!
Well the point is, my parents really want the best for me so they push me as far as possible. I'm also the only child which heaps more pressure on me. I don't have and prodigious younger siblings whom my parents can consider a second chance if i screw up.
So here comes the conclusion. I so have to do well in this forthcoming A-levels exam. If not for me, for Mom and Dad.
A year later and my parents were thinking about sending me overseas after Form 5, Australia it was once again. For some reason that never materialised. So here I am in HELP University College.
Some of you guys might know what I've been up to the past month. I submitted an application for the Malaysia Airlines study loan scheme for pilot training. Sure it's only a study loan but I'm 100% guaranteed a job at Malaysia Airlines.
So they've got this really long procedure you've got to go through. First up is the Psychomotor test, followed by written assessment, interview and medical.
I've already got past the first hurdle. It's actually some computer program that tests your motor skills, awareness and reaction speed. I'm not gonna elaborate about it with further detail. But if you want, Click Here! So here's the thing, this test isn't a pushover and years of video games won't help you one bit. I seriously underestimated it and really I felt like breaking the computer during the test. It was really hard. I actually left the testing room with a splitting headache. But everything turned out great since I passed, so very relieving. Furthermore I heard that this year's batch didn't do so well and the percentage of passes was low. Cheers!
Which brings us back to the main topic. If I get through the whole process, I'll have to attend flying school away from home. Where you may ask? The answer is Kota Bharu, Kelantan. Well most likely it will be there unless it's overcrowded then I might get a chance to go to Australia for training. But the point is, I don't think I will enjoy myself in Kota Bharu. Definitely not as much as those in other countries, but I guess I can't have everything.
I'm pretty sure quite a number of you may be thinking. Why Malaysia Airlines? The answer is that my father was someone there and I've always wanted to do the same. He wasn't a pilot, he couldn't because he didn't have perfect eyesight.
Also I might not have a chance to finish my A-levels course. So sometimes I wonder if studying hard for the exams is actually worth it, but I don't want to disappoint my parents.
My parents have always been fanatical over my education. If I slacked and they found out, I would get a sounding. When I was in Form 1, each time i failed my exams. They would go to the school to have a chat with the principal. I just couldn't be bothered.
There was also my Sejarah teacher, Mdm. Parvathy. This lady was teaching my class for about 3 months and then she got pregnant, so she took leave. She made us do notes on each darn chapter for the subject in an exercise book, since she was gone I never bothered. So when she got back a good 6 months later she called to check the exercise books. Mine was obviously never done and of all people to check, she picked me first. She didn't even check the whole class', only a few.
When I got home my mom told me that she gave a phone call to my parents regarding my notes. Which led to my parents getting even more ticked off at me. My mom said she would go to the school the next day for a visit and I had to complete all my work that night. Yep, I wrote out notes for the entire subject in one night. I couldn't even sleep in peace, fearing the worst for the next day.
The next day I handed in my notes to the teacher. Instead of approving or something, I got scolded for not putting the date. Yeah then the office boy came and brought my down to the office for even more scolding.
In Form 2 I had the same teacher for Sejarah, I was already fearing the worst. Well she got pregnant once again and left her job. Hooray!
Well the point is, my parents really want the best for me so they push me as far as possible. I'm also the only child which heaps more pressure on me. I don't have and prodigious younger siblings whom my parents can consider a second chance if i screw up.
So here comes the conclusion. I so have to do well in this forthcoming A-levels exam. If not for me, for Mom and Dad.
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