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On 2nd thoughts...

I got a call yesterday. Apparently I was eligible to go through the 2nd stage of interview of the being that kayak instructor if you guys had read my previous post. I was like.. uuhhh~ Kinda like half wishing that I can work out the gut to be a kayak instructor. You need a lots of guts to make a decision like that.

So how does somebody made up their mind, to have this vocation and be something like a UN volunteer handing out foods and medical supplies to all those hunger and poverty stricken Somalians or Cambodians. It must have take a lot of guts. To face hardship, work for something that doesnt gave you benefit at all (excepting to God and your conscience). Not that being a kayak instructor is something that humanitarian, but still it is almost the same. You leave the comforts of your family and friends behind.

So am I a coward in not seizing the opportunity? And just be like another regular, blouse-pants/baju kurung wearing girl going to work at KL? I guess I am since I had chose to not go.
But hey.. I am still adamant in to rough it. Example like vacation. Maybe alone, maybe friends. Maybe Pompeii, maybe Tasik Kenyir to kayak. Interested anyone?

Comments

Taqiyuddin said…
me! me! me! take me with you! me! me!

as for the humanitarian efforts, i think you'd have to be bored with your current life to plunge into that kind of thing. bored or maybe imbued with high level of emphathy. the kind that you get after experiencing life changing tragedies.

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