The Finish Line

I have finally completed my final paper at the UQ Centre on last Thursday. It is my final paper for my final semester at UQ.

Wow!

"My final paper for my final semester at UQ?" I am slowly digesting it.

The moment the invigilator announced for students to leave the exam hall, my very dear and significant someone sent me an sms that reads "Did someone just graduate! Yeah!"

I read it for a few times and find it hard to believe. Man, after 2 years odd away from home, I am at the finish line!

Yet, I can't help to think of the possibilities that I might flunk my papers and not graduate. Flunking one paper is enough to have my dreams shattered and my plans delayed.

On a more positive note, I might pass my exams with flying colours and raised my CGPA. My current point tells me that I am just slightly above average. Although now that it seems to be impossible, my hope is that the results for this semester would raise my CGPA, even if it meant to be just a little higher. I want to be able to look back and say to myself "Girl, you've MADE it!"

Coming to an end is overwhelming. It's a mixed feelings of happy and sad. Happy because I am looking forward to the next phase in my life. Sad because of the process of moving forward, which includes, leaving my hyenas and other people who are dear to me in Brissy.

Yes, to friends who haven't know the news, I am going home for good. I know I have been saying how much I love this place and the freedom that I have . I was even considering of applying for my permanent residency. But as time drew nearer, things has changed. It is not as simple as reciting the ABC. After a long and serious contemplation, I decided to go home. I dare to say now that there is no place like home. I bet some of you are nodding with me.

Life would be different. I am already anticipating the challenges that are waiting for me to be conquered. I am slowly preparing myself for this transition.