I never had any sweet memories during those four years.
My final year was the toughest and saddest situation I ever been in the university.
Many times I found myself without any money.
My scholarships usually came out late.
Often I walked around U**...
Looking for any free food.
Sometimes I find food in the trash.I remember once I found fried rice in the trash.
Sometimes there's people who put nasi, mee or mihun bungkus in the box in front of every entrance at hostel.
I took it without paid for it.
I promise myself that if I had money some time later, I would paid it back and put the money in the box.
Nasi putih and telur dadar was my man menu at the cafeteria.You can get it by only RM 2.00.
It was more than enough.
I rarely go out on the weekend.I could only watch other guys who had a car at the time going out on the weekend.I could only look at it from far.
I have never celebrated my birthday during those four years.
It was just like normal day.
On the final semester it was tougher than ever.
I didn't attend the graduation dinner.
Because nobody told me about it.Nobody invited me.
During my graduation day, there was no chocolate. No speeches. No pics. Not even flower.
There was nothing.
I remember in the date November 17th 2013.
After I had received the scroll..I straight way went back to home.
I remember thinking..
"a speech would have been nice"
If I had a children, and they asked what was it like to study in the university, I figure I have to lie to them and tell nice stories.
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kita ada duit.
tapi keep merungut.
merungut makanan cafeteria tak sedap.
boring kononnya.
sedangkan orang lain?
TT.TT
23/4/2014
Mahallah Safyyah
