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Convocation & Realisation

So I went through my convocation yesterday. I wasn’t looking forward to it at all. To me, many celebrations in life are kinda pointless when it’s done in a huge crowd, because there’s no intimacy, it’s not special to everybody involved. Which is to say if I ever have a wedding or birthday celebration (I only had one birthday party in my life, when I was nine, which consisted of my classmates and my parents’ friends and their kids) I would make it very small because I want to connect with each and every one at the celebration. Which means that I rather have 5 small birthday parties than 1 big giant one. πŸ˜›

Anyway, yes, back to my convocation and how I wasn’t looking forward to it. Which was why I managed to have a hearty breakfast and lunch, unlike some friends who were so excited by this that they didn’t feel like eating. Until we were waiting to receive our scrolls, that is. Haha. And it was good that I ate well, because even then I got hungry half way through the ceremony and ate a granola bar. Actually, we’re not allowed to eat in the hall but I didn’t care. I’m hungry and I need to eat, damn it!

Okay, convocation. You know what? I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would. Maybe because I had no expectations. I was so not bothered about convocation that I turned up at the graduands’ meeting point in just a pair of black pants and a black tank top. Everybody else wore office-ish clothes – formal, that is – and I wore a tank top. I was that not bothered! (Well, I did bring along a black cardigan – smart casual is at least better than plain casual!)

Thankfully, I have great friends because when I turned up, my robe was still in the paper bag it came in (and that too was collected by 9 for me because the robe collection day was the day I came back from Macau itself, and I was sick so I couldn’t pick it up), and I had no clue how to wear the damn thing. Enter my great friends, 9 and Bug, who helped dress me up. All I had to do was stand there. πŸ˜›

Then, there was the rush to stand in our proper lines to walk towards the hall etc etc… Finally, we were seated. They said graduands weren’t allowed to bring bags in but I was alone when they announced that and had nobody to give it to so I just held on to my bag. Which was a good thing, because the ceremony was so long I would’ve died of thirst and starved if I did get someone to take my bag. I even managed to read a bit during the whole thing, haha.

When the VIPs finally came in and gave their speeches, suddenly my faculty’s graduands were first up to receive their scrolls. (It’s fake ‘cos it’s empty, you only get the real certificate after you return the robe! Great insurance, huh?) Didn’t even have much time to panic, so I didn’t when my turn came. (62nd person I was to receive my scroll.)

I love to get such things over and done with so that I could relax for the rest of the ceremony. It was boring, but luckily my friends sat near my seat and so we talked to while away the time. I even camwhored! (I don’t do it, like, ever. Really.)

It was chaos when the convocation finally ended, because there were so many freaking people waiting outside the hall. I held on tight to 9’s hand as she find her family. My whole class were supposed to wait by this spot to take photos as a class, but the crowd was everywhere, and my parents were waiting for me, so I decided to not waste time and found my parents so we could go take a family portrait at the building across the street.

Paid the exorbitant photo fees – RM100, over and done in less than 5 minutes! M needed the toilet, so we took a while to find one, which was at this corner. By this time, I was naturally sweating buckets so I decided to take my robe off. Then we walked back towards the car, which was parked a good 10 minutes away.

Actually, now that I’ve written about my afternoon, it wasn’t really that fun, was it? But I enjoyed it. It took my mind off my troubles. I got to see my classmates one last time. I got to see my lecturers one last time – I was really, really happy when I saw them in their robes, I would’ve done this all over again just to see them again!

I also realised – whether this is the result of the convocation I’m not sure – that I’ve been moping. I should’ve gone out with 9 on Monday even though I felt low. (We’re going out today.) The thing with feeling depressed is that you should never stay in that situation. If you feel blue at home, get out of the house. Sometimes you feel better after that. It doesn’t work all the time for me, but at least it’s an attempt to make myself feel better.

So, yes, I do feel better now. Does that mean my problems are gone? Not at all. They’re still there, but I see them differently now. Before this, I think about my problems and it makes me feel depressed. Now, I think about my problems and think, it’s not what I want, but it’s really not all that bad. The reason it felt so bad for me before was that I was focusing too much on it!

ps. I know I promised the pictures for my blogging project, but I just can’t wait to record how my convocation went. At least I did keep half my promise – this is a happy post! πŸ™‚

Comments on: "Convocation & Realisation" (22)

  1. JellyBean said:

    OI! Cow! You left so early that I couldn’t take a picture with you! πŸ˜› Glad that like me, you weren’t very excited about it either… Well, I thought I was the only one! LOL! But then after that I enjoyed it lah… Kinda got excited after the first 10 minutes! Then got bored again! Then got excited again when I saw our lects outside! LOL! Anyway, let’s meet up on Saturday for the pictures! πŸ˜‰

    And eh, don’t say “one last time” lah… As though we won’t meet again meh? πŸ˜›

    sulz: haha, i not like someone in our class, so excited couldn’t even eat in the morning! then while we were waiting, she said now she hungry, hahaha… yeah, the highlight for me is seeing our lecturers in their robes, like academic celebrities!! πŸ˜†

    if you go i go lah… cos 9 can’t go, and you-know-who is going you-know-where.

    you know lah, it’s very easy to not stay in touch when our lives are far apart… don’t want to put so much hope!

  2. good for you! πŸ™‚

    sulz: thank you! indeed it’s good for me. wahaha. πŸ˜€

  3. JellyBean said:

    9? Who the heck is 9? πŸ˜› LOL! Well, you’re right… Hard to stay in touch… But can at least try! πŸ˜‰ I’ll be going lah… Like I said… The 2008 sign is important! πŸ˜›

    sulz: lah, who i hang around lately, you pandai pandai lah. your lar-ling coming with you or not ah? muahaha…

  4. JellyBean said:

    Er… Who you’re hanging out with… Hmmm… I dunno lah, a bit dense. You tell me in IM lah! πŸ˜› Erm… My larling… Dunno… See first. LOL!

  5. 9 is a very funny thing for a nickname. I laugh everytime you mention it.

    Again, congrats! Email due tomorrow. πŸ™‚

    sulz: ask me again in im why i call her 9, it’s a very simple explanation! and for me, 9 is a good number – the highest in the single numerical order!

    make sure the e-mail has the juiciest details okay!! πŸ˜€

  6. 9/nein is German for no πŸ˜› At least it wasn’t the person’s real name πŸ˜› Imagine: “No-oo, come here! come here, No. Come here No, now!” πŸ˜€

    sulz: haha. 9 is a portuguese connection, that’s all i can say. πŸ˜‰

  7. Your friends do have some interesting online names: 9, Bug, Sushi? Actually, JellyBean is pretty good, too. πŸ™‚ And I like Angel.
    I’m glad you were able to attend your convocation, and have some time with friends and family and your lecturers. A nice event, and it brings you closure for your college experience. And you sneaked food in there; sounds like you! πŸ˜‰ Very interesting part at the end where you said you stayed depressed because you kept focusing on it. I agree with your insight, and I think it’s very useful to find something that feels a little better as soon as possible. Better times ahead, yes? πŸ™‚

    sulz: haha, all coined by me! they all have a perfect reason behind them.

    yeah, i think something like this is so obvious to anyone, but sometimes i just can’t see it until something puts my mind off it, and then i step back and see what everyone sees!

    better times ahead, for sure. i could go down, but i want to go up!

  8. lovelyloey said:

    Since you’re one who still eats despite problems, it’s hard to guage. But camwhoring, uh-huh, that’s a new, and I do think it marks you returning to normal again. I hope. πŸ˜€
    In Singapore they just collect a deposit for the gown, a deposit that costs the same price as if you buy it, so they have no fear of you not returning. πŸ™‚

    sulz: haha, there is never a moment i don’t think food is unwelcome to me. but when i came back from macau, i think my stomach shrank a little and i got full very quickly. my appetite’s back to normal now, though… the stomach’s back too, bleh!!

    yeah, i don’t camwhore. that’s why i forgot to take a picture with you-know-who when i was out you-know-where, haha…

    i’m not sure how much the gown cost, but who wants to keep something like that unless for costume purposes?

  9. Yay! I’m glad the covocation was fun, since it sounded kinda sinister to me before for some reason!

    Good advice about moping on the end there, too.

    sulz: haha, perhaps my ‘enthusiasm’ made it sound quite bad before. thanks. πŸ™‚

  10. Okay, I read all the posts but I’ve been juggling so much around things that I wasn’t able to reply. Sorry. I’m happy that you’re happy though. Convocation sounds interesting, I’ll have mine 3 years from now too hopefully. Well, you never know with me. I was thinking about wasting one year and joining another college so it could be 4 years too. Anyway, chuck that. I don’t think convocation is a big deal in here. It’s always a big deal in those American movies. I think American movies talking about rocking college lives should be banned. You know, they give you this hope. You go to college expecting cool people dancing, chicks in miniskirts and all and what you actually get is school part 2. Oh, the disappointment. Anyway, why am I even saying this?

    sulz: it’s okay, i bet you have lots to do cos you’re starting college in how many days’ time again? soon, anyhow! haha, so true about american movies and actual college. maybe college is really like that there, but not in malaysia too.

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  12. I still have my graduation gown from college. I use it as a bathrobe sometimes. It reminds me that I would rather be back in school than working my buttocks off. πŸ˜†

    sulz: you’re kidding me! πŸ˜†

  13. Awww I never had a gown. And won’t. Neither school nor uni use gowns for graduation. If I had one I would have kept it. I love sourvenirs. I can’t believe you didn’t take pics of you-know-what. WHYYYY! It’s not possible! c’mon sulz!

    sulz: so what do you wear for graduation? err, no i don’t know what is you-know-what. i did take pictures of my graduation! if it’s nice enough i’ll put it in the protected post. πŸ™‚

  14. We were given these dark blue silky sashes for ours, looks kinda lame now that I look back at it. They could’ve given us something better, but that’s high school for you πŸ™‚

    sulz: you mean like those beauty pageant sashes? πŸ˜† well, mine’s college, it’s a bit different. πŸ˜‰

  15. Hey Sulz, Hi
    I think this is my first comment ever on your blog even if we happen to be in same blogging circle for ages. And let me tell you the reason which I am sure gonna make you roll on the floor laughing. Actually, I do my 99% blogging and reading from office where they have content filters and firewalls. Funny thing is our company firewall has categorized your blog as *Porn Site*. I was nagged by many colleagues when I first tried opening your blog and an attempt to see restricted site was recorded in name. πŸ˜€
    *Sigh* I can’t help but wait until they(IT dept of office) remove you from blocked list. And I still wonder what made our firewall think this is a porn site anyway? May be problem is the word *Sulz* in URL. Anyways, just wanted to let you know πŸ™‚

    Returning to present, the Convocation!! Well I thought it must be boring and it looks like I wasn’t mistaken at all. Even you portray it as a last day in with friends, but my experience tells me that mostly last day is the one when people write their last exam paper. I remember myself and all the exam hall sitting stunned still without writing anything for last 10 minutes.

    Cheers
    Suda

    P.S> sorry for long comment πŸ™‚

    sulz: hi! you’re right, that is hilarious! me, porn!! πŸ˜† i wonder what does the program think the word sulz might stand for?

    yeah, it was kinda boring, haha. but the fun part was hanging out with my friends for one last time.

    my last exam day wasn’t memorable at all because it was an elective paper and only a few of my classmates took the same paper with me. i miss a lot about college, but not exams!!

    hmm, i’m sure i’ve seen you commenting in blogs i often visit. finally you’ve come by here, huh. πŸ™‚ don’t worry about the long comment, i love long comments!

  16. May be this was not my first comment! How come it wasn’t held up for moderation? I don’t know and don’t remember anyway πŸ˜€

    Cheers

    sulz: that’s ‘cos i don’t moderate comments here. πŸ™‚

  17. Hey Sulz! I visited your blog after a break…saw the sequence of events happening. I wonder how much the words mean in this mental state… but I just wanna say take your own sweet time to get over this. Sometimes in life, problems attack you from all sides. But life is not life without problems. You must be down but not out. I am sure you will walk out as a winner! πŸ™‚

    I never had a convocation in my entire school or university life. So, question of being given a robe doesn’t arise. πŸ˜› Convocation appears to be fun when shown in movies!

    Great ways of cutting off the boring convocation meet time — eating, chatting and reading!! πŸ˜€

    sulz: hey! of course they mean something if you took the time to type them down, thank you. πŸ™‚ i appreciate it!

    movies definitely romanticise the convocation ceremony. in actuality, it’s a whole lot of waiting and when it’s your turn it’s just 10 seconds on the stage. 😐 haha, there really isn’t much else to do other than those. oh waig, you could camwhore too if you don’t mind, haha.

  18. I so agree with this line “To me, many celebrations in life are kinda pointless when it’s done in a huge crowd, because there’s no intimacy, it’s not special to everybody involved.”

    sulz: yay, you see my point! to be fair, i’m sure large celebrations can be meaningful to people, but it’s not meaningful to me in the sense that the person(s) being celebrated is not connected with every single guest, you know?

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  20. well, the you-know thing I meant was your meeting with LL in real life.

    And, we never had robes. In high school we considered it but in the end it was too expensive for most of us, so we graduated in our school uniforms. Most people do that in public schools. My brother attended a private school and he did have a robe provided by them which was later returned.

    In university the graduation happens usually in formal clothes – pretty dresses for girls and ties for guys.

    sulz: oh, haha. yeah, at that time i haven’t blogged about it, right?

    my high school (we call it secondary) we didn’t have robes either. we had a party organised by the juniors at school, which is kinda lousy. πŸ˜›

  21. Oh, and I before you talked about it, I wasn’t familiar with the word “convocation” I haven’t looked it up but I assume convocation=graduation.

    sulz: yeah, it’s almost the same. in different place they call it differently. i think lovelyloey said they call it commencement in singapore? the commencement of working life, perhaps. πŸ˜†

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