9th of September 2011, Just like any other morning, today was no exceptional for most of the people out there, working adults stuck in the traffic on a way to work, students walking towards the school, moms to the market, and granny playing 'TaiChi' in the garden. For me, it meant a whole lot of different, the air smells extremely fresh today, even the annoying 'meow' from the cats are like a symphony, and the birds chirping outside the window makes me feel how beautiful the world has become, the 'Pak Guard' that i hated so much looks exceptionally loving today and today is just my day, as it marks an ending and a new beginning, a transition point between a final year students, to an unemployed human being. 5 and a half years in UTP soon become a walk back in the memory lane. Where the word 'used to' will come out often enough whenever we mention anything regard about UTP.
Sipping coffee in a shop called 'Kheng Heong' somewhere in Tronoh mines, life felt extremely peaceful, no more datelines at least for awhile, no more assignment, no more sudden calls from the supervisor, and the best of all no more technical paper and the only paper am reading right now is the daily news~ Looking at the juniors lining up waiting for their food, is like looking into a mirror that shows you the past, 'the what's next discussion...' ,'why the paper so fucking hard talk', 'the idiotic lecturer who gave so much work', 'where to go for holiday this coming break..', 'who's that pretty girl sitting over that table...' It all came back and hit you right at the face, constantly reminding you how much you will miss all this shit soon.
Despite all the bashing, trash talking towards the school, I have no doubt live here for the past 5 and a half years. And I do not deny the fact that, I'm just a prick, who doesn't appreciate things, constantly angry with the surrounding, blaming the whole fucking world for ending up in this shit hole, surrounded by left over mines, sands, dust, and cows for the past 5 years.. and towards the end, they started building hypermarket, cinema, and fast food restaurant.. that makes me even more angry, angry at them for not doing that sooner. However, knowing that I am leaving this place for good, does bring some sadness.. being the one who constantly go home as thou my home is just right next to the school, and who doesn't like being at all inside the room, now spend more time than I knew, lying down on the hostel room, walking around the school, and enjoy the very last moment with it.
The not so 'clean' toilet, the annoying cats around the hostel room, the bastard middle easterner who smokes 'Sisha' at the middle of the night, 'the techno and rave music from full blasted speakers', the florescent light that turns disco mode when you really need it, the annoying roommate, the pantry that are constantly full with stuffs and trash, and the refrigerator that kept things warm.... Do I wanna relive the past again? Hell no.. Do I miss it? Hell Yeah! and it will all join up to be part of a wonderful memories for me in my life journey.
To those who are still schooling, and especially if you're living inside a campus... here's some advice for you.. no matter how hard the road is, keep scolding, curse, use vulgarity as much as you like, but never give up... and till the end of the road, look back and smile. Enjoy your life being a student, do some crazy stuffs, we all have regrets, we all did mistake, but like herbal egg, the more cracks the shell has the better it taste. When you're down.. always remember you're not the only want.
Till then~ Good Life everyone~