I just came back from collecting my convocation gown. The schedule said the counters will be opened at 9 am and when I reached there at 9.03.34 am there were already about 40 fellas in front of me! Good grief! And I thought I am the kiasu one!
As to be expected with anything remotely related to the civil service, the line was painfully slow. First we had to line up to check if we owe the university any money (I think they owe me something like RM 800 and I’m not sure how to get it back). After that we have to fill up an online questionnaire by the Ministry of Education which is compulsory. Thankfully I did it beforehand online (it was 7 pages long!).
Most of the questions were about our satisfaction (or not) with the course and whether there are any possibilities of us dumping this almost 50 year old country for greener pastures abroad. I answered almost everything by ticking ‘not applicable’.
Next we had to go collect our gowns. It took 2 persons to get me a suitable gown, 2 persons to get me a mortar board, 1 person to get the sash, 2 persons to hand me my parking card and invitation card, 4 persons to sort out my graduant card (pretty nifty thing because when you go up the stage, you just wave it at a small port and a voice will boom out your name! I think I will wave mine a few times just for good measure!), and finally 1 person to hand me a paper bag. I think the last guy must be an expert because he was the fastest of the lot.
I was aghast to see that the colour for Masters in Medicine is PINK!!!! Gross man! And a sickly shade of pink too. Why? Why? Why GOD?!!! If I had known it would be pink, I may not have started the course at all 4 years ago. It’s the ultimate humiliation.
Sickly emaciated toxic looking kinda pink. Ugh!
Which now begs the question: Should I or should I not attend the convocation ceremony? I can think of a few pros and cons.
1. I get to take photographs with my fellow graduants (assuming they are going)
2. Er… I can’t think of anything else.
1. I gotta wear that ghastly pink!
2. I have to wear 4 layers of fabrics (shirt, suit, gown and that ghastly pink thing)
3. I am heat-intolerant (see above)
4. I am expected to sit through at least 3 hours of speeches and boring music and go up for my 15 secs of glory receiving a blank piece of paper
5. I am given a chance to purchase ‘professional’ shots of myself which will cost 1 year of my kid’s tuition fees
6. I can’t bring my parents, wife and kids in (only given 2 passes)
7. I will have to be there at 7.30 am!
8. The chance of getting a parking space within walking distance from the venue will be virtually zero
9. I will get hungry and therefore get a huge migrane attack
10. I don’t think my bladder can hold for 3 hours (I could barely sit through Lord of the Rings Part 3)
11. And that PINK THING!!! GGGaaarrgh!!!!
I can’t decide. How?
Tell me what you think…
Mon, 270807 @ 1326; I knew I should have taken a full day’s leave instead of half day.