I’m no poet, and I can’t remember what was going through my mind when I wrote this, but here.. Here’s a piece of me..
what do you see?
what do you see?
a future? a hope?
doom? gloom?
what do you see?
love? happiness?
loneliness? quite quiet spaces?
what do you see?
-mel- 070807
I just feel like going away somewhere, anywhere! Go travel, see the world… *dream*
I vaguely remember fretting over my skirt that i was wearing then. Cos it was different from the other girls and I desperately wanted to have the same skirt as theirs. But in the end i wore my own skirt, and it was pretty enough.=) 
Nothing much has changed since then, I still did fret over my dress at 23.=)
It all started yesterday, with the aching of my body. And then just feeling plain sick. Driving home my eyes perpetually half-opened was frustrating, and it didn’t help that i was stuck on the road for an hour and 20 minutes.
So today is my first MC-day in my working life. haih. Fever is gone. But i went for a medical check-up (since i had the time) and because my gastric has been still acting up. More medicine to take. Ugh.
And since i have the WHOLE day, i might as well blog. hehe.
On other happier days.
my convocation.
One word. Momentous.
And so nerve-wracking. i was fumbling with my safety pins to make sure everything stayed in place. my hands were trembling while i tried to fasten the pins, which made the process more challenging and made me even more nervous. also, it didn’t help than i was late because of the jam getting there. i prayed so hard that i wouldn’t miss my own convocation!
But once i entered the hall, my nerves started to calm.
A grand event. The hall was decorated with flowers and flowing cloth. And the sight of so many of us in robes with smiles that never end was enough to jerk tears. I was elated to meet my coursemates again.
Best of all, my parents, sister AND grandparents were all there, IN the hall to witness my convocation. (they only allow 2 people per graduate, but my dad managed to sneak all of them in.) As you can imagine, my grandparents were delighted as well.
i could tell you more, about how i had gastric and i prayed it away, about how my parents got to sit in the second row from the stage, about how i hid my handphone in my robe, about how fleeting the moment was when i received the scroll and was off the stage within seconds, about how i got to witness my best friends convocate together with me, but i would rather you capture it all from the pics. Enjoy~
The Pro-Cancellor for that session.
The fleeting moment captured in an image.
In between presentation of scrolls, we sang patriotic songs whilst waving our empty scroll covers in the air.
My happy parent with the flowers they bought for me.
My equally happy grandparents.
Then it was clicks and smiles all the way..
Me, Pinky and Kawan Karib Wai Kin. haha
Kom and I. Her parents bought me red roses!
I was quite surprised when Kom told me that her mom was going to buy me flowers. Thank you, aunty!
Some of my coursemates=)
My ex-housemates who still have another year to go. What to do, accountants have to study harder..
Can’t forget my fellow PKVians..
My best friend who is already a mum. (looking at the pic, you get the feeling like she’s gonna continue studying, clutching books and all. hehe) You’re looking at a pharmacist right there.
Didn’t manage to get a pic with ALL of my coursemates, so that was a waste.
So there’s me,
and lastly, my whole family=)
What a day it was.
note: never be ashame to use the thesaurus. i did for this entry. for the word ‘happy’. hehe
I’m not usually a sucker for roses, bouquets or flowers. But these are just too beautiful to be ignored.
=) i’m happy
