Happened to be fall on a rainy Saturday morning, I've had a mixed of emotions. I am (freaking) nervous, excited, fear, proud, sad.. Everything! And I'm so cold! My parent didn't know anything about the big thing I'm gonna face on that day. The only thing they knew was I'm going to be on stage for a speech, as a student's representative. Sorry, I lied. There's sumthng else behind :o I am one of the recipients for the special award. My intention was (1) To give them a surprise. (2) To avoid myself from crying (Hehh???). So, the VIP pass was given to them a day before so (at least) they know that they don't have to sit at the back and watching me from a far distance.
At the banquet hall, (Omg!) it was very crowded. I can't tell how noisy and chaotic things round me. It looks like I'm at the pasar malam or watching a concert. But then, I found this one familiar face-Kak Syazie with her parent. She wore a pink jubah (for a master student) and that's why I can easily recognized her. Lol. When the marching has started (sounds like a soldier..lol), I cant stop whirling my eyes looking for my parent. And as what I expected, they're sitting in front of the stage, just behind the CM's wife. Things went so smooth along the way of getting my certificate and award from Pehin Seri. My beefeater stick very well on my head and I didn't fell in front of the audience. Pheeww! I can hear the sounds of relief there. Lol. Oh ya, credits too Lynn for giving me her extra pin. You're my savior.
After all, it was a very hectic day for me. I didn't get a chance to get a 'proper' picture with my parent, sisters and cousin. I blame the press for it. Lol. No worries we went to the studio on the next day (at Copal Digital) and I loved the pictures!!! (p/s: the good thing about this studio is they gonna satisfy you with a high quality pictures, BUT they own the copyright. They won't give you any soft copy...hishhh). Anyways, despite of the happiness I've had which is clearly written in the newspaper, being announced on Tv and shown in photos... here, I am personally wants to thanks these person (apart of my parent and siblings) for all their kindness along my 'little journey' of achieving my degree. And for sure the received award is truly dedicated to them.
First. My late Granpa and granma Hj Raili and Hjh Rafeah (my dad's side) as well as Hjh Fatimah (my mom's side). I'm sure they're very proud of their granddaughter. Along the 3 years, my granpa was the one who always waiting for me at the airport and send me back to unimas whenever I'm at the kampung. Untill now, whenever I'm in his bedroom I'll always remember this..(when I'm sleepy) I'm getting my own mattress and place it on the floor, next to his bed. Yet, he also wake me up and ask me to turn off the tv in which I had fall asleep unconsciously...Those memories will always be in my heart and I'm so thankful of being able to be with them. May Allah include them among the pious and the righteous.
Second. My cousins. Kak Ina, Abg Awang, Kak Ti, Abg Yazid, Abg Man and Kak Ima for the ride! I need to be away from unimas and from stress somehow.. so thanks for fetching me up :) "Its really worth fetching and sending you back to college!"said Kak Ti. Lol.
Third. My family in Bintulu during the three month of my industrial training. Thanks to my aunty for being my mom for a while...Hehe. And to my beloved Paknek, Hj Bujang who always worried if I came back late from work. :)
Fourth. My friends and bestie! You know who you are and thanks for the great time that we've spent together over the three years:)
Fifth. SMDS people, classmate, lecturers and my other friends who never stray away from me and for the support given Thanks a lot!:)
*Yawn. I think its better for me to stop here. I wrote too long and mumbling a lot. Yeah, till we meet again next time! (till I have sumthng to write, lol) Have a nice sleep ^^
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| With Vice Chancellor, Sarawak CM, Unimas board of directors chairman and other recipients. Taken by: Jeffery Mostapha |
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| Credits to Wendy. I love this :) Hard to get man... |
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