THE END OF AN ERA

Sounded too dramatic but at least that’s what I feel about this whole finishing master (finally) thingy. Assalamualaikum and I hope 2018 has been kind to everyone, as it did for me. In case you didn’t know already, I have officially submitted my final copies of thesis to my uni Jan 17th, 2018; 4 years 5 months after I registered. I can’t thank God enough for allowing this to happen, and I can’t thank so many people enough too for their sacrifices and help be it financially or emotionally. All in all, it was one hell of a journey and thank you everyone who has been directly or indirectly helpful and kind to me.

I made it very clear that this was not easy, heck it wasn’t, and I’m not really at a stage where I can feel ultimate happiness yet after my father’s death, but it was a nice, of course mixed, feeling, to finally be able to walk out of the Institute of Postgraduate Studies with four papers in my hand, conforming I’ve submitted. I will need to wait for senate approval but as of now, I am as free as I could ever be. Lots of headaches will come soon, what with applying for job, earning, paying loans and bills, take over my late father’s car, spoiling loved ones, spoiling myself haha, discovering moreeee things, being adult. 

Oh, adult. I have been one ages ago but I guess the moment I’m done with my studies, I need to be a real adult who is responsible, sophisticated, calm and compose, sharp, oh there’s apparently a lot of adult qualities one needs to possess. But let’s just start with finding a job first, k? Anyway, I’m spending my time at my sister’s at the moment. The nephew got sick. That wasn’t my reason of coming here though. I just thought that after this, I won’t be able to come here as often as I used or liked to because urm, being adult equals no more free weekdays hahaha. My uni was 3.5 hours away from my sister’s, and KL with the traffic is like 9, so urm, no thank you. We see each other when they come to KL lah later. The kids have been fun (and crazy!). But it’s all love and with love, you can deal with loads of crazy things.

There’s a gazillion things I’m going to (or already are) miss. Most of them are little things that keep me sane, like teatime at the mamak, late night nasi lemak trip to another mamak, late night ice cream trip to McD, late night drive with my friends going to places and just making turns and talk a lot, like a  lot. Those adhoc decisions to ditch work and go outing. Those horror movies we watched and I might or might not have hurt my friends when the ghost came out. Discussing our negative results, making fun of it, crying together and then go to pasar malam for ayam goreng uncle best. Oh, my uni life revolved around food so much (but my real life also not much different tehee). I have so many things to write about. This blog is my place for all things high and low, but it’s been very, extremely, crazily busy these past few months (or laziness kicked in way too many times). But I promise to keep on updating (and not deleting) religiously this year, just to really document one year of my life. Good luck, Kiah. Write again later my sister’s awake.

 

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Started new year with a flight to Penang, hot chocolate and this poetry book my sister belanja.

 

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This girl needs to;

  1. Lose weight
  2. Lose weight
  3. Lose weight
  4. Job
  5. Take care of my bad, bad skin
  6. Spoil my mom
  7. Be very happy

Thank you for reading, whoever and wherever you are!

THE END, OF MY VERY COLOURFUL (and painful) MASTER JOURNEY.

 

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