On the D-Day
I had a plan with Azim actually to endure the supposedly the happiest day of my life before it became the D-Day. He supposedly called the office to ask my result. It didn’t happen. So, I called Ms Sarah and I heard the most unforgettable letter in my whole life, C. It changed my whole course of life, my dear! No American degree anymore! No Seattle experience anymore.
1. 1.Running away from it; went to see friends (Amin and Jac) and talked
2. 2.Pretending to be OK with it
3. 3. Reading (truly saved me)
I almost cried actually in front of Amin inside my car. Well, Amin you know expressing feelings is not one of my expertise. I don’t know how to say thank you to Amin, Jac, Ainul and Sharon.
For other friends who called, miss-called (I purposely did not pick up) and SMSed me, thank you. I am a normal person at heart, so it was normal for me to react like that. There were lots of KTJ friends who I answered their calls and some I did not. Thank you for your support. There was even a mother of my friend who wanted to talk to me. She comforted me saying that it happens for reasons, maybe I will become the Parliamentary Member of Kemaman or so and so. I was so happy and thought that people would say anything to make me get out of it.
Again, thank you. A special thank to Intan as well. Your optimism aura travelled all the way from Taman Tun into my heart.
Ok, Amin and Jac, thank you. Intan and the KTJ + Childhood-friend’s mother, thank you. To Others thank you. No discrimination on the names mentioned.