finally, we are in the final 12 hours into the new journey. well, the farewell wasn't as emotional as I thought it would be. I didn't cry. There weren't tears shed. No, I didn't feel unloved. In fact, I feel so happy it went very smoothly. It was a difficult farewell, but a nice one.
Had some presents from some colleagues. Had the 1st and last lunch date with the Boss. And then I didn't get to click a picture with him. Very upsetting. But I think I will just pop by one of these days to say Hi, and click a picture. I have to. He was the one who operated on me. Saw me when I was still red out of my mum's stomach. And gave me the job. Thought me a lot of things. I appreciate a lot of what he has done for me. Personally and professionaly. That, I will NEVER forget.
and the colleagues. i can never say enough of them. well, work and professional relationships have their ups and downs, no doubt about that, but the way we've handled the communications all these while have been amazing.
this new adventure im going to embark on, it will be so much similar but at the same time, different. it will be challenging, it will be different, it will be a whole new experience. and i hope it's going to be a positive blast. i hope to be able to achieve what i've been dreaming of all these while.
may Allah guide me along the way. and may this be a good decision, InshaAllah.
ilal liqaa'...!
