Monday, December 7, 2009
I guess, in real life experience of 23 years, the most agonizing thing is not at the exact moment of a happening, but it is of the waiting process.
It takes guts to wait for something big to happen. The sensation is like having a rock constantly flattening your chest.
When I was young, I remembered the time when my mom was about to give a spanking. There I was in the shower, listening to mom's voice growing outside of the thin bathroom door, obviously because of something I did, and I swear I heard teeth grinding. Scary like hell!
Then I grew a little taller. I was a class monitor, but not a born leader and a role model, for sometimes I tricked some teacher into thinking that I had handed up my assignment by forging the name list ticks. But when the teacher found out, I was in great trouble, and humiliation.
So now there's the Surat Perlantikan. It was supposed to be in my hands three weeks ago, and apparently up till now, they haven't have a clue of where our documents are.
And we waited patiently, waiting blindly as the date of posting arrives near.
It isn't the anticipation of posting venue which is killing me, it is the MOMENT OF WAITING that is driving me crazy.
