Standing on the starting point waiting for the judge to commence the start, I can't do anything but wait and pray. I hope I can do a perfect sprint or an excellent 1200 m run. In return, I made my parent proud.
Drawing on a piece of A5 paper, waiting for the moment of the last painting part and have a look with what I want to convey through the art. I hope my voice can transfer well via my art piece, wishing that people will understand and appreciate.
Sitting in the exam unit, I start my first scribble and writing. I utter a silent prayer every time before the exam, hoping that God can read my mind and made my hard work returned. Until now, I am grateful to what I have achieve because this is His meant. I am blessed for every single achievement in my life, and the countless supports from my family and friends.
Soon, I will be heading to the international airport, begin my very first "trip" to oversea without my parent for three years. Despite calling it a study trip, I hope it's a memorable life lesson. Maybe I might be missing home and family for the first few months, I guess I can deal with it well. Because I start to love the life just by the university application phase. To my friends who I never mention when I am going to leave, I give my apologise. I didn't hope that airport flood with tears during the day but I will keep all yours laughters in my mind when the moment I miss you guys. To my family who worry about me so much, after three years of degree, I will prove that I have grow up. You maybe worry for the first few days, but please just stop there. I will be extremely good.
"Tell me when you can't continue. You can come back anytime, we won't blame on you."
This tug my heartstrings. I knew that my parents are super worry about their baby girl who going to leave in a few days time. I knew that they don't want me to leave so soon. Everything strikes in a sudden, they are not mentally prepared. But even a cub will leave their parents when growing up, why not us human? The difference between these two was that human has a sense of missing but animals do not have. Maybe they have but we don't know. This time, I am sailing on a ship that may be travelling to a place far away from home, half an earth maybe? But I will come back one day, at the moment, I am an architect.
Three days to the day I will leave this lovely country. You may be missed, till the day I come back.
_szeyeeM
