At the brink of Eternity: Class of 08'

In my next few entries, let me pre-warn you that I will be over-using the word "last" a lot.
So if you do have any hatred against the word "last", read no further.

LAST week was my final week to be attending classes as an undergrad.
What seemed to be a dreadful thing, waking up 7.30am for morning lectures don't seem too bad after all.
This week will be my last study break/week before my final exams.
I won't be having any study break for a long, long, long time after this.
Everything that I've treasured in my uni life is slowly and inevitably slipping out of my grasp.

It's that time of the season no doubt... The jiwang season.
No matter how much people say or do to NOT feel the "jiwangness", I'd say that's all just bull.
I don't see why we should hide and not show our "jiwangness" especially since we're in a period of time when it's actually ok to be jiwang.
So why let all that jiwangness germinate inside?
Let me be the first to admit, I am one jiwang dude right now.

Last Thursday, after having my last lecture, one of my lecturer was so kind enough to host us a luncheon as a farewell thing for my batch of course mates. The funny thing is this, I used to dislike this particular lecturer, however, having gone through this semester with all the "hoo-ha" of certain incident in my class, I'm glad to say that my perception of her has changed for the better.

Anyhow, the luncheon was a memorable one.
It was just a simple catered luncheon in one of the rooms in our school, the school of Humanities.
I really and truly appreciate all of my course mates, though some I know I'm not close with but I think we all make up quite a muhibah and family-ish group of friends.

Some of my lecturers, who really are like our friends, that came for the luncheon.
They are just simply the best... Of course, along the way I've said some not so nice things about them buuuuuut, at the end of the day, I know that they rock no matter what. ;)

It was really just a nice simple lunch with the usual curry that goes with anything kinda food. The essence of the whole gathering was really just a short two hours of truly spending time, appreciating and of course, taking photos with one another.
To me though, the two short hours was a time of acceptance.
In that two hours, I think I managed to capture faces of my mates having a blast, a time that would past by and soon be just a memory...
And for me, it was to get that reality down my throat.
Acceptance was hard...
But had to be done sooner or later.

One of the things that I won't regret leaving USM and leaving my course is the fact that I know I did put effort in spending time with my Malay course mates, people who I know were struggling in this course. They rock. The time spent laughing, whacking rendang in their house during Raya, catching a movie in Queensbay and so one really adds on the sentiment of my uni life.

The other interesting fact about my class is that there are only 5 of us.... Guys.
Yes, there are only 5 existing guys in my course. The girls were unlucky but we enjoyed it thoroughly... Hehe...
The truth is though, it really didn't matter at all - that's the other thing I love about my mates.
Guys or gals, we just gelled together really well.
Guys we treat like gals and gals we treat like guys... Hehe.

Time really does fly by so quickly, 3 years just whisks past.

Long live the class of 2008...
And mind you, English Language and Literature Studies is the BOMB ok...
Don't patronize just cause we're studying something not "professional"...
I'll beat you up until you breath your last...