My lecturer assigned me with a task in a group of
four. I know I’ll be working with A, B, and C. Thou I heard much about them, I
have no right to judge them.
We are working together. Submission date is just
around the corner but progression of work is too poor. I took a sheet of paper
and started to make a list of works. I didn’t keep the list alone but I shared
it with them. In a chat group inbox, I leave a message goes,
‘Send your written part before 10pm tomorrow. Either
earlier or don’t send it at all’.
Before 10pm, I received all the parts.
Straightly after reached my house, I locked my door
room. Opened the laptop. Started working on our final draft. It seems like one
hour isn’t enough. I recheck the grammar, format, language tone and our
presentation slides. Stomach ache. There still much to do. I haven’t got my
dinner. It’s already 12am now. My God. I make Dillys waiting for me!
I’ve tried my best to finish everything fast. Be cool
Efa. 1 am, I send our final draft to Dillys and asked for apologize. Dillys
forgive me. She said, ‘its okay kak’. With a smiley emoticon.
I relief. My stomach ache again. I haven't touched my
dinner. But then I remember, another presentation for tomorrow!
4am. I still transferring the information into the
slides. I touched my stomach. It's in terrible pain. I cried. I want food but
it's too late for dinner. I’m too sleepy and I could not make it. Realized that
my body now is too weak, in second, I kept all the stuffs, said ‘sorry’ to my
body and prepared for bed. I made a promise to myself,
‘Dear body, I give you four hours, wake up at 7am and
continue our works’.
And everything go as planned.
Next morning, we did the best for our presentation.
The Q and A session turns into something interesting and challenging, but we
managed to handle it. Carry marks was released. Everyone was happy with the
marks we had received. I smile. To remember what happened to me last night:
Regret? No.
Proud? A bit.
Satisfy? Yes. The fullest.
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| 'No guts, no glory' |
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