Today my sponsors held a pre-departure briefing for students who will be leaving for Australia and New Zealand next month. Before this, JPA held the BTN Camp (where we have to go through the kursus kenegaraan in hopes that we'll become more patriotic) and also the Psycho Camp (to give us our psychological profile and they claimed that I'm prone to depression. Maybe. I don't know. They're the shrinks.) There are a few scholars who missed those two programs but nobody missed the pre-departure briefing. That is because we'll be getting money. How typical of us youngsters eh? =p
My dad was gracious enough to take leave for the day to send me to INTEC, UiTM, where the briefing will be held. Although we left early, we were caught in massive traffic jams. The cars have increased but the roads stays the same. We seriously ought to do something about it. No wonder people get serious stress problem just from driving.
When the briefing started, we had to listen to speeches, advices, briefings... when I can safely say that 99% of us are just waiting for the money. It was then where I realized that I have only about 2 more weeks here in Malaysia. The departure date hasn't been confirmed yet, but it'll be in early February.
A friend came and sat beside me to just talk. We haven't sat down and chat in a while. So we asked each other how we feel about going away for so long. My friend was sad to leave his parents. When he talks about Australia to his mom, he says that he can see his mom holding back tears. As for my parents, they've more or less accepted the fact that I'm leaving soon. My mom accepted it long ago and she spent the last one year giving me all the advices that she can think of. She just wants me to be all right, to get the degree and to be happy. My dad has been driving me up and down from Seremban to K.L. to get my applications done. He had spent a lot of money on me, too. I don't really feel any particular sort of emotion now. I'm not really sad, but I'm not really that excited either. I guess its because I'm abit afraid of the unknown. I don't know what to expect despite of all the advices and descriptions and experiences shared with me by friends who are residing in New Zealand. However, knowing that my parents are really willing to let go and let me live my life is a great plus. I can actually look forward to a new, exciting life there.
After lunch, we got our allowances and our blazers. The suit (blazer and pants) cost me RM 380. The blazer was abit tight and the pants was too short. It was suppose to be custom made to fit my body but I don't know what went wrong, but it was okay. It looks good. And they had my name sewn inside the blazer. My first personalized item!
Two more weeks...
