Its hard to say goodbye

The thought of travelling to the airport with a trunk full of luggage makes me solemn and sad.
Following the arrows showing 'departure', pulling up in front of the automatic glass doors, getting a trolley to unload the luggages and slowly pushing the trolley to the check-in counter. Get your boarding pass, walk past the McDonalds on your right. "Goodbye. Take care." Walk pass the officers and there's the escalator down towards imigression. Many turn back to wave, but I still remember walking straight without turning back. Tears fill my eyes, as I blink to stop it from falling. As I pass the imigression, I force myself to take a last look at my parents still standing up there. Mum's teary... I can't look any more, I'll start crying.
Goodbye's are always so sad. I made sure none of my friends were there to see me off. Coz with so many people there, by the time you've hugged the 5th person, you cant hold back your tears any longer.

Joram's leaving in a few hours. I didnt meet up with him although I said I would. I'm feeling bad...

Glory to God

Been trying to get my online results for the past week, but my results didnt seem to be showing. Tried to postpone calling the uni up. Anyway, checked the results again last night. Yay, results were up...went through my results.
Passed
Passed
Passed
Passed
Passed
Passed
*sigh of relieve*
The went on the check my overall module mark. Aiks...didnt do as well as I wanted to. Had a 67 and 68, which I had wished would be at least 70.
*kiasu-ness*
And so I went to inform my parents.
A little later, was bored so I went back to the results page to just read everything.
And realized...coz my overall achievement was good, I had been awarded a Course Tutor's Prize of 100 pounds!
Thats a quarter of my airticket home for Christmas!! :D

Yea, Cov Uni is easy...but still...God is great even with little trivial things like this.