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A mixed-feelings ending

assalamualaikum..

it certainly very nearly to the end, time to wave my hands to the uni. hugging the lecturers (i just didi it this morning). i went to the morning tea organised by pamela and other lecturers. yes, it was warm, the atmosphere and every single thing inside the room.

so many things that we ( as a group) should've learned. guess what, their jokes were full with hidden meanings and useful advices.

scene 1- Rod Lane, Khalijah & I.
rod lane:where are the others? dont tell me they are going out, shopping~
Khalijah & I: ...(we got no answers, looking at each others face. guilty).
rod lane: what? u two are looking at each other and don't know what to answer.
xx haha.it was a joke. but yeah, sentap xx

scene 2:Pamela, lecturers and the 8 early comers.
Pamela:bla bla bla...you should have learnt one thing from here. BE ON TIME.
xx oh no, it wasn't a joke actually. it was her opening speech.

scene 3: Afiq, Pamela, other lecturers and some of us.
Afiq: bla bla bla (afiq was giving her speech)..we knew we used to create problems, handing in the assignment late..
Pamela: aku ta ingt pulak ayt dy,,,tp the gist was.."yeah, kalu takde yang htr lambat, tu bkn my malaysian students la tu"
xx sentap tak sentap. hahaha

whatever it was, I will miss u guys, i will mis u Uni. moments with all of u are so precious (tak kisahlah y pahit ke y manis..tp semua tu bkn sng nk experience kn...~). I'll be leaving Australia so soon, and as been expected, i am not so excited. mmm, the only thing that really makes me like going back is my family.this might be the last update before leaving sydney.

GOODBYE SYDNEY. looking forward to come back here...1 fine day, perhaps.aminn~assalamualaikum.

p/s:thinking of not going back and further my study here.

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