I'm back!

And I'm no longer inspired to write about refugees, not now anyway.

Bersih 3.0 is happening. In the last Bersih 2.0, I blogged this: http://joannetmj.blogspot.com/2011/06/bersih-20.html

Anyway, 3rd Bersih now, and I'm still not attending it.

For quite a few reasons, or excuses to others.

1. I signed a contract that I would not involve myself in political issues. Back then when I signed it, I simply thought it meant I would avoid political ceramahs (by the opposition, of course. No prob with BN's. =P ). No problem to me. Now that Bersih is happening again, and students in public unis are now allowed to be a part of public rallies, I'm reminded of my simple thoughts for signing the contract back then. Back then, I was glad enough JPA had not blacklisted me because I had (1) turned down their law scholarship to Australia without even a letter, and (2) I had breached my KPM contract with them and they demanded for payment although I tried to give them valid reasons. People will tell me to breach my contract, heck, if I'm caught, it'll look bad on the government and all when they withdraw my scholarship. But if it's MY RM110k that we're talking about paying back, I may consider doing it. But right now the RM110k penalty will come from my family. And that, I don't want. I know well enough that whatever decisions I make affect the people around me. When I was younger I used to think for me, myself and I. But now I realise that whatever I do, whatever stupid decisions I make, it'll hurt those around me.

2. It's been so politicised that I'm rather uncomfortable with it now. It's as if the entire opposition has entered this rally, and it's moved from a general, civilian plea to becoming a political tool for all non-gov parties. I'm somewhat a bit skeptical of the motives of many.

3. Plain and simple, I don't want to make my mum worry her heart away. Haha. There are times when I make her worry about the decisions I make, but this one I need not cause her worry. In time to come I probably will have to make heart-wrenching choices, but not this time. When I'm well and truly independent, when people no longer ask me what my parents work as, then I'll make such decisions.

Anyway, all the best to those going, especially to the Low family... I feel pangs of worry as I think of the long walk the older ones will have to go through, but nothing feeds better energy than passion.

Till then,
Jo