I feel splendid. It feels like what I had been doing for three and a half years has finally payed off and worth it. And I'm pretty satisfied with myself for went through the final examination pretty well. So here's a little about the first night of this new 'Sarjana Sastra'.
The day ended with the good news for our Sarah, the last among us four who had to face the examination on Monday. We took several pictures of ourselves, and also with the other fresh graduates, some were still in their black and white uniforms while some, including me, have had our clothes changed for the sake of our comfort! LOL
After that, the day went perfectly well. So well that I think God was giving me graduation presents. I witnessed one of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen in my entire life. The sky was like a canvas with the gradation of magenta, orange, dark gray, and blue. Splendid. The bus wasn't crowded, well, at least there were some seats left for Manda and I. There was no gridlock at all! Magic! But I was so tired my feet hurt so much that I finally decided to stop a taxi to reach my house.
And it didn't stop there. Mbak Shinta, my sister, Fay, my niece, and Omar, my nephew, welcomed me with congratulations and questions of how I went through the 'sidang'. The kids looked excited when I told them about it, "Can't wait for mine!", they said. And how I wish them good too once their days come. It wasn't long until my sister called me to check on my mom's house, saying that the door was locked and she needed me to open it, despite the fact that it is never been locked since the rain ruined the door, making it so hard to close or open it, moreover to lock it.
But I changed anyway because she asked me to. The hell what happened next. My cousin from next door, Mas Fino, was like sprinting out of nowhere with cokes in his hands. He looked so scary with his bald head, came out sprinting in the dark like that. *shivers* And then I heard my sister, along with her kids shouted the word, "Attack!" ...and that was when I knew I was being punked.
The cokes were all over my body and hairs, some went into my eyes and mouth. The next thing hit me were eggs. Like about five of them. On my back. On my spine. On my arms. Oh, I smelled Y-U-C-K. And so it felt! Cokes + eggs = not a good combination.
I took shower already, alright? So no need to close your nose now. I'm on my bed already, laying my still-wet-hairs on my pillow (too lazy to dry it, since it's late already), under my soft blanket, and hugging my Teddy bear. I feel splendid. What left for me now are the revisions and lots of pray to God the Almighty that He'll ease along my best friends' ways for their 'sidang', just like what He just did for me.
Alhamdulillah.
PS. I forgot to move my wet clothes from the bathroom. Must be smell like eggs and cokes the very next morning. Ew.
