Monday, July 10, 2006 / 10:50 PM
Ive never thought i'd survive to this day...well maths was alwaz my biggest barrier in my academic career...yah n i say career even though i really didnt achieve much relative to those brains in my class....BUT....the whole morning of bustling around in the graduation gown, donning that mortar board has been a truly surreal experience to say the least....Much as i was reassuring Celisa that shez not gonna trip over her heels, that short walk towards the pro-chancellor was truly MY MOMENT...a short 5 secs where i noe my parents will b beaming with pride,where my friends who has seen me through my uni days will b applauding knowing that this journey hasnt been the smoothest for any of us present....n yup..we r truly all achievers in our own right....
Regardless of the class of honours one graduated with, we as students all noe the sacrifices involved....those early mornings, getting squashed on the bus because there just wasnt any seat, our parents' endless nagging and bothersome reminders (though we know deep down its really for our good), bad grades, lousy project mates etc......the list could go on......but at that moment where we put on that scholarly gown, i couldnt help but only rem all the beautiful moments captured in my academic life... as i turned to c the excited, jovial faces of those around me, i knew we all shared that same anticipation...that confirmation that we truly made it, we've graduated....whether we loved or hated the very education system that we could never escaped from, we've all walked the walk, talked the talk and lived through evry trying, challenging, gratifying moment in a student's life....so right here i wanna congratulate evryone class of 2006 NUS, NTU, SMU, to buddies, aquaintances, strangers, dance mates....and let this be a motivation to those who still hate school, still has to take the bus evry morning, face ur discipline master, grumpy teachers, tests and exams......
my student life was no different, i din haf a chauffer, din haf a bursting allowance, couldnt choose the best teachers....but you, like me, have the choice to pursue your passion, whether it is profitable or not in the future, haf the choice to choose the right friends, the type that support and love you for who you are, and what you believe in, the ones that would fill up the gaps in your life where you failed to fulfill.....for me it is my history honours buddies.....the BRAINS that i never thot id fit in with....especially Shu Huang, Delia.....and the wunderful, hardworking, down to earth Tiananmen comrades: Sherwin Tan! Pauline Wong! Ong Shu HUi!! and miss dear ottilia hoo....these were friendships forged in a year where i felt most incapable, where i felt most torn between dance and work. These were friendships remembered by the mere sight of Boon Tong Kee chicken rice, buffets, cheap yummy suki sushi!!! cheers to you all!! and of coz i cannot ever leave out my amazing dance pals......people who share the same love, the same plight of not using studios but practicing in front of AS7's glass windows....people from all walks of life at jitterbugz who has given me invaluable advice whenever i had to whine about school, about dance....CeLIA, cANDY, sHUYI, jENJEN, rOZ, Peixuan, cheese, jimmy, peter, Xiaomei, xuan, marcus, eugene, ah hock, sophia, cindy, sandy, amy, gerri, phi fern..and the clan cherorgraphers, group mates that ive ever trained with...i dun think i could ever love dance the way i do if not for their peer pressure, their good choreos, their motivation and their belief in me and the opportunities they have given to me....LOVE YOU ALL TO BITS....
I can't end without special mention of my family and loved ones, because it's their silence, their tolerance and patience that has given me the space and time to grow into who i m today, (although height wise i really din grow much). Id never forget my dad's strict discipline with me in my growing up days....n im so thankful that with time, he has loosened up so much...it muz haf took alot for him along the years..n iv gotta admit, alot of what i do is really to make him feel proud n gain his trust in me....so thanx papa....and to the wunderful ng family that has welcomed me with open arms, treated me like their own, fed me well and took care of me like second parents....im soooo grateful for such love.....
