Today is day 4 of commencement, so far only didnt work for this morning..and tml morning finally my turn. It is something that i’ve been hoping for to arrive soon, yet when it’s so close, there is a weird feeling. Have done i think 30 comm. ceremonies over 2 yrs, now finally my turn. Incidentally this is gonna be the 1st time that i’m part of the audience in UCC Hall.

Anyway this yr’s ceremonies have been less stressful for me? Less chances to do packing, need to blood the newbies. So that means more chances for me to do other positions, more relaxed. Last time doing commencement liaoz, dun need to chiong so much.

Wish me luck tml, that i dun fall when going up stage, or let my mortarboard drop when receiving my scroll.

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And so it seems that because I’m either not a known donor to NUS, or they already gave up on asking me for donations, NUS have decided to try its luck with my dad. Luckily I saw the letter, it’s weird to see an NUS letter addressed neither to me nor my sis.. So i opened it up…

This speaking-to-my-dad policy makes me feel like a kid u noe, like i can’t afford to donate 100 bucks.. now i noe how the AOL victim felt like when the CSO asked to speak to his dad instead…