my memory : leaving 25 ... (p7)
Sometime we never know how a small piece of moment in our life could leave so much impact. Even college didn’t turn out my wonder years, but I still have quite a memory to be treasured and it lighted within the final weeks prior to my college graduation. At lowest point of your life when you feel that nothing could promise you even a hope, it was such a blessed to have people that you can trust, and walk with you.
The pressure of the finale was quite a bang for me as I did very badly during my trial and even I was not given such good hopes by the college to secure place for abroad. I mean to see the look and impression from Mr. Hanson; pretty scary...even though the way Mrs. B communicated with me was quite comforting. When I managed to a B for maths paper, it was such a relief for Mr.Dant as he never thought that I could make it.
I felt like an ugly duckling of my own version back in the college. Totally being nobody where no one cares on my existence was pretty hard experience. I think that was the turning point of my life. I guess, I used to be quite a sanguine and choleric kind before, but from my very first day in the college, it was totally different.
Once I was worried on my study plan, they appeared and painted the picture. Once a friend broke down as felt like did nothing on the paper, we did what the best we could do. Listen and gave the motivation, not to giving up. Convince and comfort them, that it wasn’t the end of everything.
00 – 03
I heard the name since my school days. But when I decided to put it as my first choice, I cared nothing what others would choose. Sometimes, it hurts to know even your good friend could put you that low. As much as I loved my college friends, but I felt like they cared not much about us.
Thankful, that what I felt as I was given the opportunity to further my study abroad with my cukup makan result. But it was sad and hurt to know, how my good friends didn’t even bother to contact, to ask, to share the moment etc. and turned up with the reason …’takut ko tak lepas…kesian pulak kalau kitaorg happy’.
I will always remember on the night I was about to fly to Sheffield, the college buddies came to KLIA to farewell us and it was such a surprise for them to see me there. ‘Oh..ko fly sekali ye malam nih?’. It was pretty insulting, i felt.
There were 8 of us, the first batch from our college flew that night. Me, June,Jury,Aizan, Fahmi, Shira, James and Jalil. The flight to Zurich was full that night, where we were kind of the only malaysian on-board.
I felt like an ugly duckling of my own version back in the college. Totally being nobody where no one cares on my existence was pretty hard experience. I think that was the turning point of my life. I guess, I used to be quite a sanguine and choleric kind before, but from my very first day in the college, it was totally different.
Once I was worried on my study plan, they appeared and painted the picture. Once a friend broke down as felt like did nothing on the paper, we did what the best we could do. Listen and gave the motivation, not to giving up. Convince and comfort them, that it wasn’t the end of everything.
00 – 03
I heard the name since my school days. But when I decided to put it as my first choice, I cared nothing what others would choose. Sometimes, it hurts to know even your good friend could put you that low. As much as I loved my college friends, but I felt like they cared not much about us.
Thankful, that what I felt as I was given the opportunity to further my study abroad with my cukup makan result. But it was sad and hurt to know, how my good friends didn’t even bother to contact, to ask, to share the moment etc. and turned up with the reason …’takut ko tak lepas…kesian pulak kalau kitaorg happy’.
I will always remember on the night I was about to fly to Sheffield, the college buddies came to KLIA to farewell us and it was such a surprise for them to see me there. ‘Oh..ko fly sekali ye malam nih?’. It was pretty insulting, i felt.
There were 8 of us, the first batch from our college flew that night. Me, June,Jury,Aizan, Fahmi, Shira, James and Jalil. The flight to Zurich was full that night, where we were kind of the only malaysian on-board.
My first international flight, and it was pretty good experience. At first i couldn't imagine what to do for the next 12 hrs, but luckily june was there to layan borak and had quite good in-flight entertainment. The food was good, but i accidentally ate the smoked-salmon which then turned me to never-ever to any raw fish meals including sushi.
The flight to Zurich that night was delayed and we arrived a bit late in Zurich Airport, which meant that we had to rush for the Swiss Air flight to London. Tak sempat nak gi toilet..tensen...and as the Zurich airport was quite big and we had to go to the other end of the terminal, erghh....berlari laaa..with our excess hand luggage. :)
Kind of cuak, as we about to board as the custom asked me a lot of questions etc. while looking at my passport. Everything was ok, but i had to hold my pee until the flight safely on the air. Ceh...nasib baik tak terkucil aku.
We arrived at London, early morning of 7th of September 2006 and it was a long queue before we could passed the not-so efficient Heathrow Airport immigration. Jalil / Apai made stupid thing that caused him only 2-months visa etc, while Fahmi's luggage got stucked in Zurich due to the oversized and changeover flight thing.
Anyway...to breath the air of London that morning was such unbelieveable...hehe..sampai aku kat kota mat salleh...perghhh