Convocation

I feel I had to write something before this whole bliss of graduate fades off when the toll of real work takes on me tomorrow. I still can't believe that my 4 years of university life is over. 4 years seem to be long but it's one of the periods I learnt the most in terms of academic knowledge, concepts and what shaped my identity as a designer today.

Here I've met great friends, met great professors who've influenced and inspired me in my work. I hope by writing this down, I will remember what I'm feeling now.

I remember my first day of class, the first words I heard from my drawing teacher Bridget was that we all ought to be sponges absorbing as much from the professors as we can. That the end of it all, we're each a huge sponge so full, we ooze out a unique blend of colours shaped by our dear teachers and peers. I really hope I've absorbed everything well and they're all permanent ink on me. All these important life lessons taught well to be never forgotten.

I'm glad I took a photo with all the professors who meant a lot to me, except for a few that I couldn't find. Especially Sir O'Grady, I'm glad I knocked on his door again despite he wasn't in earlier. I'm glad I finally can tell him face to face that I loved his lessons and it's been an honour to be in his class. [Pardon my shortage of vocabulary but it's 1am now] And a talk with Jesvin made me ponder what I'd be doing when I hit 40.

No matter how tough I felt school was, it was always safe to fall. This I remember from Michael and I've always remembered that. Now that I've grown out of this safety net, I hope I've grown wings strong enough to fly on my own. Thank you, the people I've met in my 4 years of university life, for shaping what I am today. You will always be a part of me. :)

I miss school and I think I always will be.