PART 2 - Graduation

YEAH!!! My graduation day is finally here. I woke up at 10am and got prepared for my big day. Made sure I did my make up my own as I wanted to achieve a barely there look as well as to highlight my best features. Then, my family and I had a quick lunch nearby and went straight to Nikko hotel, where the function will be held at 2 in the afternoon. Upon arrival, I went straight to the room where there’s officers to assist the graduands wear their robe. After that, it’s off to the foyer to find my friends whom I have not seen for quite a while before going into the ballroom for a quick rehearsal at 1.30pm. The rehearsal lasted for about 20 minutes and then we, the graduands has a short break to do whatever is necessary. Therefore, my friends and I had a short trip to the washroom and quickly went back to the ballroom to snap some photos while talking advantage of the scare number of people before the officials allow the families to enter the ballroom.

At 2.10pm, family members of the graduands started streaming into the ballroom like a stream of bees, each of them trying to get a good view of the stage. We on the other hand, trying to point which seat is better so that they can take better pictures of us when we are on stage, shaking hands with the chancellor. By 2.30pm, all of us are already seated and waiting in anticipation for the ceremony to start. After 5 minutes the chancellor and his entourage came into the ballroom with a grand music playing at the background. Suddenly I found myself overwhelmed with the realness of the whole situation and at the same time, thinking of furthering my studies again to be able to go for these types of ceremonies. Weird but I really do! Once the chancellor and his fellow followers were comfortably seated on stage, the ceremony started with the national anthem of Malaysia and Australia, which made me a little teary as I was already overpowered with emotions and a sense of achievement after 4 years of working hard throughout college, could not believe that this is end of it. But, I didn’t exactly cry… I’m not a cry baby… Right after the songs, along came a few speeches and later on, the scroll giving time! Actually, there’s no scroll to give!!! We are suppose to go on stage, give the announcer our queue card which we received when we registered, walk on to shake hands with the chancellor, then walk to the end of the stage to receive my cert that is not in a scroll… See.. I told you… a graduation ceremony without a scroll!!! LOL.

Anyway, when it came to my row to start lining up to go on stage, all of a sudden I remembered that I forgot to bring my queue card which I kept in my hand bag at my seat situate at the back of the ballroom. Furthermore, there were only 5 persons left in front of me before it’s my turn. I quickly turned around and walk as fast as possible to get my queue card. Almost everyone was starring at me thinking what the hell I’m doing running back to my place… also, I kind of felt sorry for the person who is on stage because I unintentionally stealing the attention from him/her. LOL. After getting my card, I rushed back to my queue. Luckily, there’s only 2 persons left before my turn and I was trying to catch my breath when I’m back lining up…That’s what always happens when my name starts with the letter ‘T’. Because of this, I’m always almost at the end of any queues which uses alphabetical order…LOL. As I went up the stage, and passed my card to the announcer, then I went forward to the chancellor hopping that my mom would take a good photo of me shaking hands with the chancellor as I didn’t pay for any photography services during the ceremony. Then it was off to the next stop…receiving the cert. As I receive the cert, I looked up with a smile on my face, looking for my mom, or anyone, too take a picture of me…but everyone was concentrating on the person behind me and I could not spot where’s my mom. I went down the stage a little disappointed and embarrassed.

At 5pm, the ceremony ended and all of us were invited to have some refreshments outside the ballroom. After that, I was off walking around taking pictures with the chancellor, my lecturers and friends. Subsequently, I left the hotel for a dinner with my friend at Westin hotel in KL. I had a delicious meal of lagsane. The best I’ve ever tasted! Then, my friend and I proceed to Qba with the hopes of catching a live band playing but our hopes were dashed after the bartender told us the band is not playing on that day after waiting for half an hour for them to show up. So, we went home straight after that because I had to get up early for work tomorrow. Anyhow, it was a great that I’ve finally graduated! Really proud of it since I’m still considered young.. I’m 22! But technically, I’ve graduated at 21! LOL. I will forever remember my graduation day and its hiccups right till the day I my life ends. Hopefully, I get to tell the story to my children and grandchildren first… LOL.

PART 1 - Graduation

Graduation Day! This is the day I’ve been waiting for ever since I entered college. All my sacrifices that I’ve made throughout my years in college had boiled down to this day. Looking back at the times I almost gave up when facing several tough situations that occurred when I was studying, I’m glad I did not raise the white flag at that time. If I did, I would not achieve what I have achieved and be where I am today. Anyway, lets go back to the original story, my graduation and its build up to it.

My preparation for my big day took place about two months before the actual day. I know.. you must be wondering what is there to prepare? You buy or use your formal working clothes, shoes and for the robe, it will be lend to you on that day. Let me tell you something about myself, if something that’s going to happen that is going to carry a great significance in my life, I will definitely make sure that I’ll make sure everything is perfect!.. from my crowning glory to the tip of my toes. But to tell you the truth, the only thing I need to buy for my graduation is a shirt…LOL. I went to most shopping malls I can think of in a quest to search for the most suitable shirt to wear under my robe. I’ve also asked countless of friends regarding what colour should I go for while describing how my robe looks like. Finally, after one and a half months of agony, I’ve chosen a seersucker (crinkle-like) white shirt with stripes of light gold. Safe isn’t it??? The greatest thing I like about this shirt is that it won’t go out of fashion and I don’t need to iron it! LOL.

Fast forward to the day before graduation day, I went to a photo studio nearby my house for a photo shoot in the morning because I personally feel more alert and by evening, my face will be slightly slimmer compared to the time when I first woke up. But due to mom’s consistent persuasion and a meeting with friends in the afternoon, I reluctantly agreed to have it scheduled in the morning. So, after a relaxing afternoon catching up with my friends who I have not seen for a while, I returned home to have dinner with my family to celebrate my graduation in advance as well as my brother’s belated birthday at a nearby restaurant. After the dinner, my family and I proceed back to the house to a cake cutting ceremony…LOL. Wow! What an eventful day…I was dead tired and had hit the sack by 11.30pm…looking forward to the big day tomorrow…Hopefully everything will turn out fine.

Physical Attractiveness

Physical attractiveness is probably the most favourite topic of discussion among the girls whenever they get together. “I’m too fat!” or “My eyes are too small!” is some of the examples of statements my friends and I tell each other during our ‘yamcha’ get-together. Even though in my case, there are guys involved in the conversation, we girls often argue with them about this matter eagerly wanted to prove that they are wrong. But there are times, that my friends, collectively, gave me a I-think-you-are-crazy look whenever I tell them that I’m fat.

True, I don’t look fat when you see me at a glance. But I notice, whenever I gain little bit of weight, the fats often goes to the wrong places in the body. For me, my already chubby cheeks will be chubbier and my thighs will look like a scrumptious main course meal when it’s cooked. Well, maybe I’ve exaggerate the truth. But what I’ve said about my cheeks is true. My trusted friends, again, cohesively said that’s not true. One of the reasons they gave me was “That’s because you don’t have a strong jaw line.” which I do agree because I don’t like my jaw line either. Other friends quietly agreed with me and tried to cheer me up by saying that I look cute and guys love that…hahahaha. And my mom would say that it’s in my genes because my grandma was chubby too.

Other than that, I’m really pleased with how I look, skinny or not. Love my freckled skin although I have occasional break-outs. Love my body proportion although my body seems to be a bit shorter than I wish. Love my ears too. Although it’s small but it suits my small face perfectly without being too obvious. A friend of mine once jokingly asked me whether a pair of earphone could fit in my ears. Yeah. That’s how small my ears are. I adore my photogenic hand and wish I could do modeling with it but it isn’t one of my top priorities at the moment. On the whole, I’m completely at peace with my body most of the time therefore it does not really bother me when people say that I’m too thin.

Recently, I told a good friend of mine that I do crunches everyday in hope I could look good in a bikini which I plan to wear in the near future. The first thing he said was “What? Can’t you fit into a bikini now?” and then followed by the question “Do you go swimming often?” Knowing that I don’t swim that often, I defended myself by saying that I would love to look good in lingerie…hehe. As far as I thought the motive I gave to him was a concrete one, my friend managed to bring about the truth with just one simple question of whether I actually wanted to look good for some one else. Yeah, my carefully kept secret has been exposed! Thanks to a friend of mine. No need to mention name. You know who you are. Although this goal of mine sounds a bit silly because I have yet found someone special in my life, but in my defence, I just want to say that I’m just a girl who wants to look good, just like any other girls would like to look good.

Unbelievable daring act

Never in my life would i dream that i would be doing this... those who know me would be really shocked once they find out what i have done... it was not sth illegal... nor is it sth some kind of x-rated stuff...but guess what.... i joined a catwalk competition!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! together with the other second member of this blog, dianne... she was the one who dragged me into this... organised by the Queen's Park to look for a spokesperson of 2007

but i wouldnt say it was a totally bad thing.. it was a really good experience.. i just cant get over the "unbelievable" feeling... there were a few girls who were quite good.. though for the guys... hmmmm i just think they need more practice la =) no offence here..

i managed to get into the finals... UNBELIEVABLE....but i didnt win though.. IF i really have won, i would have fainted there and then...i cant believe i can actually do catwalk... luckily the audience was not that HUGE...kinda fun though... thank god i didnt fall down on my high heels... a bit shaky at first...

But i have learnt a valuable lesson from this experience... there is nothing in this world which we cant do.. if u think u can, u can... we only live once.. we are not cats, which r supposed to hv 9 lives.... either u do it while u r still living, or bury ur dreams together with u in the cofin... no matter whether it is a small thingy like learning how to cook maggi mee... or a big save-the-world kind of thing.... as long as it doesnt harm others.. n is not against the law... u wont know whether u can do it until u actually try it out...

Like everbody always says..... "Malaysia Boleh"..so why not "Saya Boleh"....