This hour last week, I was anxious thinking about my convocation ceremony which was held on the 24th May 2007. I was worried I will forget to say "Menjunjung Kasih Tuanku", which I actually DID forget to say pun, after shocked to hear him utter Tahniah to me! Yes, I thought our Agung was just gonna smile and nod which he did to many others..hahaha...so, i forgot to say thank you and what not pun...oh well, if I thought we were nervous receiving the scroll from him, I think he was even more nervous than us! My hubby even said he looked liked a nervous wreck...hehee, wonder how hubby thought he looked like that pulak lah yea...
Anyway, it was a wonderful occassion, as at time or actually one time only, I actually felt like crying. Maybe if I was sitting next to Zack or in between the gals, I would have just shed a tear but sitting in between the boys in line, naaah, that would be a bit embarassing ;o) I woke up early or actually the usual early, to go to Dewan Sri Budiman at UiTM by 7 am. But being a woman and especially a mother, there was just so many things to do and you know, adjusting your scarf, making sure it had a sharp edge near the forehead area, but instead it looked rounded in the end...and kissing Ridhwan goodbye with hubby too and telling hubby, "You'd better be there after the ceremony or else..." ...so after all the commotion and oh yeah, telling my mom, no ma you look fine, I'm the one who should be worried if I looked fine! Heehee...we reached there about 7.20 am plus like that....and being the ever must be punctual person I am...I showed my mom and dad just to hang around the Dewan before they usher them into the hall and was interested to see the guard of honors practicing or god knows what they were doing...but I instead rushed to the Bangunan Budisiswa to reach there in time to register.
Register?? What register??!! All I could see after climbing many steps of stairs and down a few stairs, all I could see were graduates and some with parents hanging around as if the convocation has just ended or no one knows where it is. Great, here I am thinking I was late and here was everyone wandering around wondering where is the registration booth or table. So happened, after calling Zack and meeting up with classmates, there was no such thing as registration. Cehh!! It seems all they wanted was for you to hang around there and when it was time they call you by the numbers they have allocated and given earlier through post. Hmm...but admist the calling fo numbers, Zack, Fuza and I was panicking about our robe and shawl or whatever they call it, as it seems everyone was wearing it in some weird way or wrong way..So, pins here, anxiety there...it was a crazy few hours for us...hehee...
Anyway, it was a wonderful occassion, as at time or actually one time only, I actually felt like crying. Maybe if I was sitting next to Zack or in between the gals, I would have just shed a tear but sitting in between the boys in line, naaah, that would be a bit embarassing ;o) I woke up early or actually the usual early, to go to Dewan Sri Budiman at UiTM by 7 am. But being a woman and especially a mother, there was just so many things to do and you know, adjusting your scarf, making sure it had a sharp edge near the forehead area, but instead it looked rounded in the end...and kissing Ridhwan goodbye with hubby too and telling hubby, "You'd better be there after the ceremony or else..." ...so after all the commotion and oh yeah, telling my mom, no ma you look fine, I'm the one who should be worried if I looked fine! Heehee...we reached there about 7.20 am plus like that....and being the ever must be punctual person I am...I showed my mom and dad just to hang around the Dewan before they usher them into the hall and was interested to see the guard of honors practicing or god knows what they were doing...but I instead rushed to the Bangunan Budisiswa to reach there in time to register.
Register?? What register??!! All I could see after climbing many steps of stairs and down a few stairs, all I could see were graduates and some with parents hanging around as if the convocation has just ended or no one knows where it is. Great, here I am thinking I was late and here was everyone wandering around wondering where is the registration booth or table. So happened, after calling Zack and meeting up with classmates, there was no such thing as registration. Cehh!! It seems all they wanted was for you to hang around there and when it was time they call you by the numbers they have allocated and given earlier through post. Hmm...but admist the calling fo numbers, Zack, Fuza and I was panicking about our robe and shawl or whatever they call it, as it seems everyone was wearing it in some weird way or wrong way..So, pins here, anxiety there...it was a crazy few hours for us...hehee...
From left: Imran, Selamat, Zakiah@Zack and me
Though, the anxiety and nervousness died out a bit when we were waiting in line near the long corridor with old and new pictures of UiTM student, lecturers and activities..There we were just waiting for the convo staff to give us our number card. That was the time the others were taking out their cameras and taking pics. Darn, why didn't I take the camera from my mom! Anyway, I was able to grab some of the pics from Tika's blog, thanks Tika. However, the highlight or the special moment during the lining up was when the convo staff came to me with a gold and purple lining sash as if I was one of the Ms. Universe contestants. Ya, as if!! I mean the Ms. Universe thing..and she wore it on my robe... it was when the staff was pining the sash, I felt so proud and wanted to cry too, for finally all my dreams, sacrifices and hardwork has eventually paid off, alhamdulillah...I was actually wearing THE special sash any graduate would love to wear...Even some graduates was teasing with the convo staff if there were extras to be worn so they could have it...hehee...
It was at that moment I wanted to cry too and thought...Reenaz, you're here...you have finally realised your dream to be one of the best and you did it! Your inspiration was your son and with support from hubby and family..and here you are...you were finally being recognized for it...that...was the best moment of my convocation....
After that, everyone wanted to take a picture of me cause I wore THE sash, was kind of embarassing actually but some were telling, why be shy about it cause they'd die to have one on. True...but it was awkward cause here I am, was always the average student during bachelor studies, always envying people who did well during my bachelor convocation and wishing I didn't play too much...and here I am one of them...ya Allah, I am so thankful to you..syukur sangat2x....
After the many taking pictures moment, we actually were walking...and even running at some point...the convocation or in malay "Istiadat Konvokesyen" was about to start...now, that was something to worry about now...and that is another continuation as I need to take a eat....sayonara and till we meet again...
Ridhwan dear....mama's anugerah ijazah sarjana cemerlang is for you...ganbatte Ridhwan!!
