We are counting days to go home. It feels like only yesterday when I first arrived with
Mak and
Abah and time just flies by that our journey in Oxford is coming to an end soon.
Having spent twenty percent of my life here, it is just natural to feel a bit melancholic about leaving Oxford. Oxford has witnessed almost six years of my ups and downs.
Since a few months ago, every other day I’d tell
Sayang the things I’m going to miss about Oxford. I’ll miss the famous scones at The Rose. I’ll miss Kebab Kid, Costa Coffee, Covered Market, Barefoot Books, Pret A Manger, Blackwell’s, and the list goes on and on. I'll miss attending those brilliant seminars and lectures. I’ll miss listening to inspiring talks by great people.
However, I have come to realise that my Oxford journey is just a temporary phase. What’s more important now is to finish my thesis, settle down and continue serving the society. Talking about my thesis, I’m tempted to buy this
t-shirt. It reminds me of
Dr UmiM, who bought three of them for herself,
Dr Faez and
Dr Lin at a time they were so much absorbed with their theses.
Godspeed.