MEP KDO 14/15, of counting the day off

Assalamualaikum.

Ayy. How should I start this.

...adalah dimaklumkan bahawa Pusat Pembangunan Alumni dan Mahasiswa akan menganjurkan Majlis Penghargaan dan Penyampaian Watikah MEP UKM pada 28 Mei 2015 (Khamis) jam 8.30 malam bertempat di Dewan Persidangan FST...

Watikah. And a watikah means penyerahan tugas. It’s been almost a year. Two semesters of service have finally come to an end. Its way too early in compare to our time then. Kami dulu, dinner kolej, majlis junjungan mandat (majlis serah tugas peringkat kolej) baru ke majlis peringkat UKM. Ini, watikah peringkat universiti dulu. Dan malam esoknya makan malam kolej. My very last program. Sedihnya. To be in that dinner bukan lagi sebagai seorang mep.

Dewan Persidangan FST. The very same place untuk watikah peringkat universiti kami dulu jugak. I can still remember the feeling at that time. You know, going there beramai-ramai dengan kereta felo, though masa tu tak rapat pun lagi dengan mep yang lain. And the fact that rupanya there are other 10 of my classmates yang jugak jadi mep. What a record for TESLians. 11 mep in a class. Paling ramai, paling tak disangka. And to know that Ehsan pun mep, it was kinda an excitement you know. Not because of anything but sebab Ehsan is a friend to my friend and he is also my idol, I ikut perkembangan dia dari sekolah. So ya, seronok. *tetibe femeskan ehsan. lel. sorry ehsan hehe.

Executive of Academic and Innovation. The very first young lady to uphold such portfolio in Dato’ Onn Residential College. It was such an honour and a pressure as well, I would say.

There were so many things we’ve been through together. The ups. The downs. The happiness. The sadness. The gloomy days. The pressure. The praises. Ukm Confession Facebook page. Students’ reaction. Personal message. Meetings. Programs. Hiking. Diving. Driving. Food hunting. Travelling. Studying. Movies. Sleeping. Pulling all night. Oh my, there is just so much. And many more.

Being a mep is one of the personal achievements. I used to be everything during my school years. From a normal student to assistant class monitor, class monitor, librarian, prefect, head girl and last but not least, the head student.  I just love to be in an organization. To conduct programs. To have work to do. To serves the community, even for the smallest thing I can do. I love it. I just do.

And it always hurt when you finally have to end what you have started. To give room for others . I mean, its not that I don’t believe others is handling things, they might do better, way better than the things are now. It is just..how can I put these in words. Its not about position. Its all about family. The place which you can always turn to rather than classmates and college mates or friends. The ones who endure the very familiar things as you do. Things might have worked differently for different portfolio but more or less, it’s the same. Only mep could understand mep. We rarely sleep. Its not that we did not want to but we have commitment. Kita ada amanah atas bahu. Ada tanggungjawab, ada kepercayaan yang orang bagi pada kita. Sebab percaya mereka pada kita. How can we let those people down? I don’t know for others but Ibu never taught me that. She taught me to be diligent, to be a person who can ease others, to always keep my words, to always serve for others, no matter what people do to you. Be wise, be strong. She believed so much in me that I started to believe in myself too. So I do my work, and I do my studies as well. I have been trying my best to put everything in their places so that I can help everyone. But it seems like not everyone is that everyone we think we know…

I wont say that MEP KDO 2014/2015 is the best yet we are the best. We know what we did. Others know how we work. Still remember how kita kena kecam teruk teruk, kena bermacam panggilan? Padahal masa tu kita belum dilantik secara rasmi pun lagi. Still remember our very first meeting at Bilik Zamrud? When I don’t know you and you don’t know me. We sat far away from each other. That moment. The ice breaking moment. To introduce yourself. Your name. Which club do you came from. Your faculty. Your age. Your portfolio. Everything, guys. Everything. It was a moment of building up a family.

Bilik mep. Oh my. You sure remember how the room used to be kan? And Alhamdulillah, masa sesi kita, we got the peruntukan untuk tukar everything in that room. Ingat lagi susah payah kita bersihkan bilik tu? To get rid of everything unwanted. The habuk, the everything lah. And how we helped Abang Huzai in painting up the room. Though masa tu ada yang mengelat lah bagai. And how we were there, looking through the catalog untuk pilih warna cat, untuk pilih perabot baru. We were so excited to get the new sofa, the new table, the new cabinet, everything. And we were so proud that finally, we have a room for ourselves. The very new room we decorated. Our batch. Our room. Our work space. Our leisure space.

Of course. Nothing ever went smooth all the way to the end.

We disagreed. We fought. We raised our voice. We were sick. We, everything…

But let us not talk on that. Let us just talk on the good days, the good thing. Reminiscing is knowing we had both great and disaster but I choose to let people know our happiness.

I have soooooo much memories of us. From the very first day of interview, of watikah, of panjat turun bukit broga, of travelling, of everything. I got pictures, I got videos and I have them all in my heart and mind.

Sorry for being emotional. You know we still have lots to do this week kan. Today is Monday. So many things to be done, in every hour. I will call it a wrap when we finally come to our examination weeks.

I have learned so much in being a mep. On handling programs to knowing people. On people with beautiful soul to the time when the mask falls off.

We have had our time.

ain ingat lagi waktu i first created this group and mintak number korang semua. masa tu dlm bas otw nak pi uss. group ni, nama banyak kali tukar but not this picture.  how funny tarikh kita tau pasal watikah baru is sama dgn tarikh kita wujudkan whatsapp group ni.

Thank you for everything.

Opal, Maro, Suhana, Aza, Diana, Wawa, Irfan, Ajim, Syafiq, Putri, Roy, Fitrah, Huda. Including me and there, 14 of us.

Out of all, I hate you guys.

But I love you more. <3