Receiving the Scroll - Day 4

Continuing.. I am becoming rather bored. Anyhow.. stay committed dila!

I was way tired when waking up for the Convocation Days... so I woke up with eyes looking rather 'panda'-ish. And I have no moods to put on make up or concealer.. so just what the heck. Let today's good mood replace my 'panda'-ish looking eyes. Instead of wearing very pwitty dwess, I just opted for a simple baju kurung so it is easier for us to wait in the heat.

Thought that we were suppose to go by car and park somewhere near where we were suppose to wait. Then before we can drive out from the hostel area the Pak Guard, was guarding the way out! He asked us to park near the Duyung hostel and walked to the Chancellor Hall. We are all hungry, bleary eyed and still sluggish. But unless we ram down the Pak Guard ( ooohh.. temptationss..) , so we need to park our car and walked with our heavy garb all the way to Pocket D.

When we got there, my friends were now ravenous and they made their way to the so called cafe where they thought they had been informed there are breakfast. Alas, they are none! Some of em are pretty furious and said that if they knew.. we would had bought something to eat and drink. So we wait around the Pocket D ... thirsty,tired,numb. Some of em hot since some of them have to stand where the sun is shining.. wooo. We should be coming in at 9am, but we were suppose to stand around there around 7 am? Sheesh~ So all of us sat around some cross legged, some sat near the bench. Then it was time to go in. I have no idea but suddenly my mortar board (is it spelt right? who cares...), my hat la senang; keeps on wanting to slide from top of head. Stupid thing. Suddenly when we just start to go in, my head shrunk? I have no idea, but it kept on falling off!! It is way too late to do anything about it so .. walk like an Egyptian, I meant like a long ago ladies who practice to walk around with books on top of head.

Went into the hall, scan around to look for my mom. Fat hope with precarious hat on top of head. So we all then just slumped into our seat , looking through the convocation graduates list. It is an enjoyment to know who got First Class or 2nd Class, ... if the goody two shoes you always seen walking around with books and always looked frowningly at you manage to get First Class or are they just in the same class as I am.

The ceremony went quite fast. Without realizing they are calling out the names of the graduates. Since my number is 365... so..still waiting. But I was still busying myself trying to straighten my stupid hat thing. Some bloody girl knocked it off my head... and without apologizing. Ughhh..hate those type of peoples.. the one that bump into you and just charged straight ahead without mumbling sorry or anything like they have 'cirit-birit' or something.

Then it came the Business Information System turn.. uhh.. scared scared. Of course la sensible peoples will think there's nothing to be scared about. Walk, take scroll, smiled, said thank you, walk. Simple aight? But.. what if I had my heels suddenly snap? What if I suddenly falls flat into my face? What if I stumbled on some damn plants/carpet/Dr Mahathir feet? I was feeling giddy... (being starved can do that to me), walked happily to take my scroll, then I take my scroll. Everything was fine. Not! My damn hat is just starting to slip and almost fell down, I gingerly held it while whispering furiously at Dr Mahathir ..

"Dah nak jatuh..".(Its gonna fall off)

Life precious moment could not get more wrong than that. Argh.. Now I had ruined a photographic moment. Not only I am non-photogenic, I am also a failure to be photographic decently. (Lament.. lament). I cannot remembered much after that... some singing.. some speech about not making bribery a habit.. Then it almost came to an end by singing Negaraku anthem. When I was at school, I used to hate singing Negaraku. It is so slow. But when I left school, I missed it. And now singing it again it make me appreciate the schools and government effort to make us sing it again and again and again... it make me felt almost patriotic. (A correct sentiment for August, eh)

Ceremony over. Photography session start. Call my sis to look for my family, and when trying to look around, suddenly somebody call my name softly from behind. I started, then see a good friend was giving me back flowers. I still felt bad till today that I did not manage to get a picture with him or say anything... because I still can't find my family and I got no camera with me and I am in a hurry. Then managed to find my mom and my sis near the library, they were delighted that I got flowers since they didn't buy any. Typical. Nonetheless, my sis did said she tried. Later on manage to find my other sister's and her hubby. My mom was wanting to get a picture at the stage, so we went there in spite the annoucement they are closing the hall. Man... they are not that accommodating eh. Anyway.. snapped about hundreds of pictures and running around chasing my lil niece. So it was a nice day. With my sis camera and Abg Yin very big camera... I felt almost uncomfortable. And since I had paid for the family photo, I waste my day queuing (I can never spelt queue properly) for it. First I tried to wait in the air conditioned hall, but then the photographer was undeniably slow, so I just took a picture outside with my family. Hell, at least the lighting is good even though its hot. Therefore... I am not looking forward to any of my pictures at my graduation!!!

Then my sister, niece and her husband and my mom opted to go back early so that my niece wont throw a fuss. While my other sister Kak Lina and her fiance had to wait for me for ages while I pack. I pack quietly in own room.. trying hard to not feel that disappointed.. why? Oh I do not know.. tell me myself.

Then with shima, we packed our various thing and head back to KL. It felt sad to leave UTP. As Taqi said.. it is full of memories. But I will be coming back, at least for all my other friends who will be graduating next year.