Convo fever!

For a Bachelor Degree I'll be having a total of 3 convocations! Lucky me or it's a little too much to handle cuz everybody else only had one single convocation and I have to go all THREE. I thought I would grumble and dread attending them but surprisingly I'm very much excited!

This time round would be my second convo. 

13 November 2010, 

I will once again walk up the stage,

and although not with First Class Title, 

but I'm more than proud because at least, 

I completed my studies.

Looking back at my college years, it started off pretty good. Met loads of new friends, hanging out with each other, attending the ever bored tutorials, skipping lectures to elsewhere, celebrating birthdays, having semester trips, gossiping, shopping spree together, and oh I felt life is really treating me good, if not great. But as time passes by, I began to see the real side of reality, or more precise, the truth that lies beneath. I don't know about others but i felt that things that I thought were super great at first all turned out bad.

People enjoyed their college studies, and come to think of it, I couldn't really remember anything I had done in this college. Active not, I never took the opportunity to join the society except for once I chose to be helper for MAICSA event. Friends come and go, most of them stayed but 4 years is more than enough for me to see their true color. I think I'm much fated to encounter lotsa not so good ones and those really good ones are like heaven made, so rare, and very true. All in all, I still think it's a very eye opening process during the years at Tarc, I learned alot, but also, loss a whole lot more. But it's Okay, really, it is Okay, because I'm more a wiser person now.

If you ask me what I miss the most about college now, I would say the life as a student. Owning such carefree schedule, having the heart as a young person, wanting to always try out new things. Just the other day that I went to collect my robe, the path back to Function room was so familiar and yet I felt so old. Feeling that I don't belong there anymore. I have grown up. I know at my age now, I wouldn't do things like an 18 year old. I saw many young people in the School of Business Studies, dressed confidently, in their own little world, having the best time of their life. I couldn't deny, I do envy them. I miss the 18 year old me.

Aarrrgghhhh..Everyone does grow old isn't it? Changes is so hard for me, so hard to understand and adapt. Despite all these, I still grow old! How ironic is that! Okay, okay, enough of my grumbling, I shall look ahead for my convocation tomorrow. And oh, acknowledge that I am no longer 18 anymore. =)