Had an hour plus of sleep last night. Borrowed another book. Damn chun.
Reached there precisely at 9am and met my competition.
Made a fool of myself in front of them. The bursary didn't look 'fully opened'. So I got confused and was switching directions to walk every one second. I also had a look that said, "Oh, should I talk to them?". And then I smiled at them.
They were clueless la. Look at me one kind.
Shit.
My seniors from the same course were there for the interview, along with one dude I've never seen before. Quite good looking.
*wait and stares*
Actually he looks quite familiar. Still, I don't think I've seen him around before.
The interviewers consisted of my head of department, the head librarian(or something like that) and a guy. I don't know his post, but he's probably the person who is in-charge of the scholarship stuff.
The whole thing lasted like 5 minutes or something. It was really quick. Maybe 7 minutes la..
It wasn't that bad.
*Flex*
Hoar!! I'm getting good at this.
Daaaamn, I look good in formal wear.
It's the slutty shoes..
*nods*
Later, I'm off to Tropicana to run errands with Mum and have lunch.
5 comments:
Oi you didn't tell them you looked so good today because of my MYR35 top from comma ar... which I only got to wear once.
You... like... stole my thunder.
Not at that moment, but with the shirt.
HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH... slutty shoes pula.
Normally, if you look good in formal wear, you DON'T blame the slutty shoes...hahahaha...you just LOOK GOOD.
No need to tell people the secret to your presentation XD
hwey: Well, you ain't wearin' it...
GZ: It IS the slutty shoes. You have not seen the slutty shoes.
Or I just have a good look..
I post that pic of your legs can?
???!!!!
Lemme see the picture again and I'll get back to you.
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