I’m finally nearing the end of this tiring pursue of a scroll, a piece of paper that will help me carve my way into the working society. Years ago, I thought that at this final hurdle things will suddenly become clearer; especially what I want to be in life. Life remains as vague as it was back then at best.
Choices are like a double edged sword, no?
This past whole week I was greeted with nothing but negativity in whole. That aside for the time being, I was in Miri last week for a couple of day to go through the Shell Recruitment Day.
This picture turned out to be the only nice picture in my trip.
The flight to East Malaysia was decent enough, no frills from Air Asia making up for the lack of legroom in the A320. In total the flight to Miri Airport took just slightly over 2 hours without much turbulence.
Sorry for the poor stitching.
Miri town is a peaceful one. In comparison to KL, congestions here are nothing, maybe perhaps of the non peak hour traveling schedule that I had to adhere to. One thing I noticed that there wasn’t any bus services around. Taxis were buzzing around like usual though.
The Shell Recruitment Day was held across Miri River in the Piasau Camp, or as locals would call it the Shell Camp as many expats stay in the estate like bungalow units. The final stage interview took place in Piasau House No. 100 where the it was the ex-residence of the Managing Director.
Piasau 100 fronting.
The Piasau 100 was turned into a meeting place and for SRD purposes since Shell began having 2 Managing Directors and the both of them can’t share the house no more.
Piasau 100’s living room which is around the size of the entire floor plan for a low cost house.
Here I met Cheah (Mech), Chin Wen (Mech), Naguib (Mech), Seow Kim (Chem) and Zaid (Chem). They were a pleasant bunch even though half of us were undergraduates and the other half were already in their respective industries.
4 central units make the freaking hall icey cold.
All six of us there were pondering on the 4 central units in one living room. Too much money to fling about perhaps Shell?
Minibar outside the living room on the back of the Piasau 100. Further back in the coastal shore.
The whole SRD was a individual assessment interview without any competition what so ever with the other candidates. From the Civil Engineering line, I was limited to not many technical aspects except for Discipline Engineering (Structural Design), Environmental, Well Engineering (Offshore) and perhaps Logistics.
Thank you Kak Dayang for coordinating the SRD Miri
In SRD, all candidates are assessed on 4 criteria’s; Capacity, Achievement, Relationship and Technical [CAR(T)].
Skipping the boring parts, I got a call 2 days after SRD and I was not given an offers as I didn’t pass the SRD on the technical part. All 6 weren’t offered.
In my absence in Miri, one of lecturers decided to give us a river development project that includes a dam, power generation turbine and a resort. The sad part is that most of the works are Civil works when I am the only Civil undergrad in my group of 14 Electrical undergrads.
On a even sadder note, my car was scratched on the left hand side and repairs for my rear right absorber bush and front driver lower arm will cost me in excess of RM 500 when I decide to get it fixed sometime next week.
This week has been a week of nothing but get things fixed with $$$. A few days back my Power Supper Unit (PSU) fried and my whole room smelled of burned electrical components. I thought I could hang on to dear $$$ by using my housemate’s extra PSU but that just wasn’t the case.
Another RM 155 down the drain
The PC kept on restarting erratically as a result of inadequate power supply to the PC. So I headed into Kajang town and got myself a CoolerMaster eXtreme Power Plus 460W PSU since they didn’t have any true power PSU models around.
Yeap, I’m a CoolerMaster supporter. The casing and all the fans are CoolerMaster products.
Haih. My PC is aging not so gracefully ain’t it?
Yesterday was supposed to be a joyful day but somehow in a turn of event, the sweetness shared mellowed into bitter sourness. Sourness that left a horrible aftertaste.
I apologize for stirring the emotions of those that were caught with me.
This is really gonna hurt my pocket. Punggung another story.
