A booklist of graduates - Sheffield Hallam University
Finally, I am officially a bachelor. 4 months after I had arrived home from England, my anxious wait has finally ended with this moment of conferration, a degree for thousands of graduates, what more graduates in this country fighting to earn a spot on the employment statistics.
Arriving at the ballroom of One World Hotel, overwhelmed by the estatic faces of parents and graduates alike, pitter-patters and little chats that comes with chuckles of laughter, I immediately had my tickets and robes taken.
I in particular, wasn't ecstatic much. After a series of turbulent events in the past has left me with an emotional wound, trying hard to heal itself with little "medication". Nevertheless, knowing I've just forked out a huge fortune to commemorate a new chapter in life, I must insist on being happy throughout the entire ceremony.
From the commencement speech to the graduate books presentation, it all seems too familiar for me. Occasionally you would hear names that echoes in your mind, reminiscing the past, regardless sweet or bitter.
With an exception, a particular person, who I so longingly wish to see, appeared right before my eyes, and time literally stopped. Perhaps, all the anxious feelings I had all these while, was for nothing but her. After the ceremony was over, I looked for her, in all places a graduate would be on that day, she disappeared like a phantom, and I knew I just missed that one single chance to reconcile with her.
Like all things past, must be put aside as life moves on, I continue my battle. By the way, some of the familiar faces I met on that day, friends who I wish them well and a great future ahead!
