Interview with SPA

Helloo sweeties!Today, I had my interview with the SPA representatives, to be more exact, the head of the SPA (oh, btw it means Suruhanjaya Perkhidmatan Awam) and his lovely escort. Oh, she is a doctor by the way, specialising in Public Health. Yucks, how boring right.. Anyway, I was there to register at 8 am and was the last on the list for the interview. Great. 16 names ahead of me. Sigh. Nevermind, think optimistic...I had more time to study!;-)

So, I headed off to Coffee Bean with my 3 classmates and had a good cuppa coffee+ egg salmon bagel while discussing the questions that they might ask us. How interesting, when I should have been doing more boring stuff like sleeping in. Good thing the breakfast was scrumptious.

Then, there were the negative remarks pouring in about the interview. Some were asked emergency managements, post-partum haemorrhage (goodness, O&G seemed so distant) and they were apparently screwed upside down. Oh no!! I only felt worse and seriously, anxiety was creeping into my nerves... the feeling of impending doom. What could be worse than you being asked a question that you have absolutely no idea about? And oh I forgot to mention, the scenario is when you are given only one chance to impress. No flipping.

Finally, at 2 pm..yes, I waited since 8 am, the bell rang and it was my turn. Yikes, I had butterflies in my tummy* Surprisingly, they were really nice! And they asked me all about you two and mum and dad. I have no idea why. And they asked me if you two were going to work in Malaysia after your studies. I stupidly answered "Im pretty sure". I could have killed myself. Now, they are going to think that you guys will be around to take care of mum and dad, thus giving them the green light to send me off to some "sang ka la" place. At least, that was the interpretation of their thought process by my group mate. I dug my own grave;-(

The whole thing went smoothly, and I was asked about tropical diseases, malaria. Luckily it was something I was kinda familiar with. And she asked me everything about it, even to the extent of the public health measures. Aiyo...I only know that it is a notifiable disease. Period.
So yup yup, I was done at 20 past, so I sacrificed my morning urology teaching for this supposedly important thing, he better grant me my first choice! grumble grumble, I waited 6 hours! Though, Im glad its over. Now for more important things: 7 weeks countdown to finals starts now! Call me dears. I am so bored of studying.