It was April 25th,2012, I was sitting in the hall next to maung,surrounded by Class of 2008’s members,all with graduation attributes.
Everyone seemed so happy,excited yet nervous. I was kinda sad.
That day,I was wondering what will I be in next year? working? getting married? or continuing school? will I still be in Jakarta? or back to Bukittinggi? or in a foreign country? What will maung be in next year? what will all these people in the hall be in next year?
One year comes so fast. I’ve been through many things,I’ve changed,my friends changed, I’m still here in Jakarta, maung too,some friends go to different cities,some stay in Cikarang,to pursue different dreams,different objectives.
I might be graduated from PresUniv, but I will never be graduated for all 3,5 years moments we have in that deserted area called Cikarang baru x)))