And now, I’m left with 7 more days in Doha. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not feeling sad about it and I’m definitely still dying to be home. Looking forward to finally smelling LF after a month, eating my mom’s cooking, quarreling with my sis, snatching the tv from my dad, watching nonsensical shows on tv, randomly meeting friends for durian ice cream and basically just being home with the people I love really close by.
Yet, I know I’ll be missing this place real soon. This place where I was mentally tortured at work, where Harry was such a great consolation during lunch. I’ve once again completed reading book 1 to 7 during lunch =X This place where I touched down all alone, having never met my colleagues based in Qatar and now, in 7 days, I’m about to leave my friends. The friends I’ve made here, worked with, stayed with and went out with.
I experienced being away from home, alone for the first time.
I learnt to socialize, to go out even when I don’t feel like it.
I made friends I would have never known.
I got to know an Egyptian.
I discovered extreme politics which I was so sheltered from.
I understood that while the nasty remarks were made to me, they weren’t directed at me.
I discovered that people aren’t what they appear to be on the surface.
I became a victim/casualty to the war among higher management.
I appreciated the little kind actions of others.
I got into a car accident for the first time.
I encountered countless firsts with more to come.
I interviewed someone whom only revealed her eyes.
I was taught to handle many different nationalities, even more than what we have in Singapore.
And so much more..
=) =) =)
Like the YEP trip, this experience is definitely yet another turning point in my life. While this blog has been filled with my countless complains about my work trip here, it is in so many ways such a wonderful experience. Which I may have failed to realize when I was overwhelmed by the negative emotions many a times, caused by work. Work and emotions aside, I do realize how amazing this experience is. My only regret, I’ve yet to become independent despite being away from home for a month.
Of course, when something happens at work tomorrow, I’ll go back to whining about this bloody trip and how much I want to be home. Hurhur.
Till then, I shall go to bed feeling thankful for this incredible experience and the angels He has placed all around me.