On
the 8th Dec, today is the first day our Pesta Fun launching. At the
same time, Najib is also coming to our university. At first, a lot of children
around 6 of them interested to join my Pesta Fun. We teach them how to play and
we enjoy a lot with them. Although some game like Sudoku, they can’t play, but
we also let them to pass. At last, they got their present and they look happy.
I’m glad to saw their happy faces. But, times flies, I can’t get any business
from the players. Seem no one got the interested to play with. I feel so upset
because my expectation was too high, I thought I can gather 100 players to play
with. HAIZ… I fail… L At the same time, Gadis and Jejaka Hoki is
running too. I’m glad back again when I saw Jackson won two awards from this
event, the Top Modal and Best Photography. We close our Pesta Fun stall at 4pm,
because no people want to involve in. SAD… Suddenly, Ming Jun calls me, he says
he want to meet me for dinner and show an investment project. So, I say okay,
we meet at Khaleel at 7pm. When he taking a piece of paper, writing QNET in the
paper, I was thinking: WOW… Are you serious? Showing me the plan again? I was
totally surprise he is the one I want to find along in my university life. The
important thing is he was same Imperial team with me, he is my crossline.
Unexpected! My fire is start burning again! ARGHH… At night, Kak Dayah call us
to go to the booth there collect rubbishes. S&M department collect rubbish?
Lolx … Anyway, we enjoy a lot there. After finish collecting, someone include
me becoming thieve ice cream. KEKE… L
On
the 9th Dec, is the last day for Pesta Hoki. I woke up at 7.15am, and
go reach at café at 7.25am. As usual, I open my booth again there. But,
unfortunately, there got 2 kids willing to join me only. HAIZ… I was so
failure. ARGHHH… In the evening, our Perak Sultan are invited as our special
VIP for the Pesta Hoki, WOW… So grand. At night, is our CG warp out. At first,
we want to go for the western food restaurant, manatao tak buka. HAIZ… Then,
lastly we went to the hawker stall and I ate a Tomyam fish rice. Not bad… Later
on, I had to attend Pesta Hoki NP1’s post mortem. There, I totally feel I was
so failure and someone trying to says that I’m not qualifying to become an
assistant coordinator. SAD… In conclusion, through Pesta Hoki, I start rethink
about my attitude of doing works. I start rethink about my strengths and weakness.
Am I still a leader? I’m so down. I really need God’s almighty power to help
me. I keep on telling myself, this is a pathway that God want to mold me. What
I need to do is trust Him! J
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