First thing first, I've finally graduated from my Polytechnic after being in the school for an entire 3 years. Life in NYP is sure stress, hetic but fun. I've met alot of people, from classmates, to becoming friends, from CCA mates, to become close buddies, from a normal average joe, to become a man who understand the meaning of love and yet lose it at the end of the day. Wow... Its so fast, everything is so quick but I have leapt the first step to another level of life.

The final day where all classmates get to gather for the one last time, it was a good sight to see many with their smiling faces. Every one was enjoying themselves for the entire ceremony. Pictures are taken from different angles, with different types of cameras. From the expensive DSLR (Gary's) to the normal ones like mine and many others, the shots we've took together will become memories, definitely.

Walking up the stage and getting ready to take the last march to the guest to recieve my certificate was indeed an honour. However, some funny stuff occurred during the short wait. The lady, whom was standing next to me, was saying the following things within the past 15 seconds.

Lady: Congratulations in your graduation.

Me: Thank you.

Lady: You have not enlisted to National Service (NS)?

Me: Er... Very soon.

Lady: O... No wonder your hair is so long...

Me: Er.... -.-" (and there's where I begin to walk out and recieved my certificate)

Nice try, Lady. I don't blame you but its funny for me. Alright, jokes aside. The graduation gown is like a curtain, wrapping your body and its like an oven being heated with a slow timer. I perspire alot but the fun was still way long ahead. Once everything is done, pictures were taken at every corner, every angle and every place where you can stand at for a shot. Its a pleasure to snap some shots with some good friends and lecturers. Appreciated for what we had shared for each semester or the past 3 years working together as a team.

Well, its nice to be graduated but there was something missing in the picture, which will never come true. Mum was there, Sister was there, Uncle was there. Dad wasn't but I dont mind since he's busy with work. Yet, she isn't. I dont blame her even if we are still together as she has attachment to attend to but too bad, its over.

Waiting could be a torture but if there's a glimpse for me to touch her, I will do whatever it takes to be with her.