It felt like it was just yesterday that I was crying during my
first call back home. I almost left UTM on my first day of orientation.
I did not see it coming, the culture shock, the language
barrier, the less decent dormitories, showers without shower heads, stained
toilet tiles, and flies infested cafeterias. Four years later, those little
factors became the reasons to my perseverance and strength today.
From young, I’ve always dreamed of studying abroad but it was
never fulfilled. Two months ago, I completed my summer school at the University
of Cambridge. Knowledge and experience, these were the best graduation gift my
parents and sister could ever give me.
True enough, studying in a public university is not as
glamorous as the rest of other friends who are graduates from the UK and
Australia. I then asked myself. Given a choice, would I still spend my four
years in UTM? Repeatedly, my answer is yes, with absolutely no regrets.
While every other Chinese in my course graduated with a first
class honours, I did not. Deep down inside, I knew if I did, I would not have
been able to join competitions and meeting people whom I once call team mates
and now becoming friends I’d want to keep for a lifetime, to commit time and
effort into student organisations and clubs I’ve enjoyed being part of, and
devoting myself into a research project which gave me an overwhelming sense of
satisfaction as I witness the end result for myself.
Four years passed in a glimpse of an eye but when I looked
back, I see countless of memories and experiences I made.
It wasn’t easy, I have to admit. Imagine juggling a full time
job and a full time degree all at the same time. I did one of the arguably
hardest pre-university course which is the sixth form. My teachers back then
promised me that university would be a breeze. I proved them wrong. If I manage
to sneak 6 hours sleep a day, I consider myself lucky. If I get to nap, I
consider that a bonus. From a weekly routine, meetings became my daily routines.
Everyday, a long to-do list awaits me but to have them all ticked at the end of
the day, I gain a huge sense of satisfaction and contentment and I would do it
all over again.
I used to metaphorize my homecoming as coming out of the
jungle. As opposed to Kuala Lumpur, life was pretty much simple in Skudai for
me, just the way I like it. Ask anyone and they can easily name you my favourite
restaurant and bakery. I became loyal like that. I learned to appreciate the
vast collection of books the library has. It made me so happy when sometimes I
could find hidden gems among the rack of books. Occasionally, I would drive up
to the newly built library, do my work there in complete peace and tranquillity.
I loved my evening jogs and weekend swims a lot. I look forward to them most of
the time. I particularly liked how strangers would simply smile at me as we
jogged past each other. Life wasn’t happening with parties every other day. I
stopped attending large gatherings. Instead, I love the regular meet ups with
some close friends where we could talk about our future, plans, inspirations or
even random projects (we ended up having our grocery delivery business) all
night long over a glass of teh tarik. Sometimes when I miss home, a good bowl of
mee hun kueh or a call from the parents is good enough to make my day.
I’m sure everybody’s university chapter in life comes with a
cheesy love story. Falling in and out of love in university is almost
inevitable. Eventually, it becomes one of the stories people would brush off as
a silly mistake they make when they’re young. For me, it taught me a life
lesson. I learned how to love. I learned that if you love the person, you don’t
have to own that person. Falling out of love was easily the toughest time of my
university life because it took away my value, happiness. Today when I looked
back, I understood why fate made that twist and put me into that test of
strength. And I’m glad it happened that way. =)
In UTM, I had a family. During my convocation, I went back to
visit the academic officers and staffs who have selflessly helped me through the
four years. They teared and couldn’t be any prouder of who I’ve become today.
They were the epitome of what 1Malaysia is all about, how the amount of melanin
we have and the difference in beliefs did not matter.
6 years ago, I dreamed to be an actuary. Today, I graduated with a chemical engineering degree and it’s one of the best things that happened in life
Back in university, it was all about finding directions in life and shaping the person I want to become. Today, it’s no longer about me alone. It’s about contributing what I’ve taken from my nation and building a better Malaysia.
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