Graduation trip~back to Universiti Malaysia Terengganu

At last, I went to commencement of my three years degree life in UMT last Sunday.

I went to Terengganu a few days before that, just to take my academic gown and mortarboard, and also trying to meet a few friends of mine at least before we’re really separated.

On that day I reach Sultan Mahmud Airport, I was really excited… until I couldn’t stand to wait my friend to fetch me. So I decided to walk from airport back to Taman Sejati. Erm.. not that far, but quite a distance.. But anyway, it was a good experience since I can really step on the ground where my 3 years spent on, and also to enjoy all the scenery and take every single breath of Kuala Terengganu… after a half year has passed.

You know what…

With each steps I have made from airport to Taman Sejati, its  symbolized every effort I gave throughout these 3 years~

that is, people might think its crazy or surprise; but I have no regret at all, because this’s the choice I made for myself.

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On that day, I went to dean list awards of my faculty. Actually not planning to go but thinking that I need to go to Admin Office to claim my cert back is quite troublesome, so I decided  just go. There, none of my Chinese course mates attended (as I’m expected), but luckily I can still met some of very familiar faces there (my Malay course mates) and my lecturers. I did not expect the event to be so formal which every lecturer were wearing their academic gown and there were actually an arrangement of a “perarakan” for them to walk in to the hall. Before that, I was actually planned to wear sandal go because I don’t bring any black shoes (luckily I went to borrow a black shoes after think that I need to go on to the stage ).

p/s: I mistakenly thought the event was at DSJ, so when I opened the backdoor and saw a bunch of students and a lecturer was teaching in front.. I was stunted. After a few thoughts, then I tried Auditorium Mahyuddin, FPE. Oh.. Thanks.. Its there.. phew….

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Then, I get the chance to attend PBUMT’s orientation day for first year students at Bodhi Vihara. Although I did not fully participated in the process, but I felt glad that at least the existing EXCO were manage to make this event a success with the support of seniors. At least when I standing in front giving my presentation, I can see some faces of hope there. I will always believe, we need to strive to the end only we can witness the seed that we planted yesterday becoming a strong tree.

The most important thing in planting a seed is not merely to wait for the outgrowth, but is about we realize the value of “waiting” or not…

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Finally, its my convo day. Truly speaking, I thought I would have some hard feeling when come to this day. However, maybe because of too busy with families and friends, I felt only little bit of sad. I don’t know but I think maybe some disappointment that I encountered during the few days before  that makes my heart a little bit lost and couldn’t really felt the surroundings. I did not really talk much with some PBUMT members, I don’t really look properly on some of my Chinese course mate’s face, I did not really spent time with some people who I wanted to, I did not really sent my gratitude to my lecturers, and a lot of words that I wanted to say to my juniors and friends also disappeared.  Some old feelings had gone and the distance became further. I know maybe I just over-sensitive, but all that imperfection makes me become a dull and heartless person in that moment.

But luckily I still found a small piece of my heart when my juniors holding cardboard writing BIO-M and sent us some flowers. Then, is my PBUMT’s dharma pals singing farewell song “生命中的朋友" and “一路顺风" to us… You know, its really touched when you see you are not alone at the time you are leaving… I really felt grateful to have a family like this in my life…  422 housemates, I won’t forget u all~

After all, the most unforgettable moment is when I say goodbye to one  my coursemate, Azri who need to extend his study until next year due to eye surgery and medical rest he took during second semester. So now he got to retake some papers that we already took on 2nd sem with juniors and also alone for some subject. I cannot understand his feeling and I would not say that I can barely understood his feeling which his friends are all gone off UMT to pursue career or continue master… but he would be alone.. (Definitely he will found his new friend after all, but can you imagine all your friendship that build up for three years has all leave you?). I was so touch and speechless when I hug him and he cried… And maybe  because he cried, so my sadness doubled up. Even now, every time I recall him and think of that moment, my tears would rolled around my eyes. I hope he can be happy and be strong!

I sent him a wish:

“Kini kita sudah pisah, mohon doa engkau bahagia~

Don’t worry that you would be alone in the future, because in 'your heart we will always be there..”

 

 

me: I believe that we will keep in touch, because of that tears…

 

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Convocation is about farewell…

Is that true?