But having said that, I have a lot waiting for me up ahead. For one, there's my China/HK trip. Ending exams on the afternoon of May 4. Flying off that very evening. Eager anticipation.

And then there's work which I'll be starting on June 4. Really thankful that by His grace I secured my job two months before graduation. It's really a load off my back and I think the whole process drew me much closer to Him.

I've got so much to be thankful for this couple of months. Firstly, for the job offer. It was the first job I applied for and it was the one I really wanted so I kind of staggered other job applications one entire month after this to avoid any conflicts should I be made to decide on other offers. Then there were the grueling rounds of interview, written tests, presentations, panel interviews to go through. It was a long process that involved a lot of brutal nerve-wrecking waiting. And when the offer finally came, I honestly couldn't ask for more. The pay package surpassed my expectations, and I only prayed to be given what I needed. Then along the way I received more good news and great opportunities. Too much win.

I'm also thankful for the girl's promotion at work. I know I don't tell her this often but I really am proud of her. She has come a long way from the girl I knew in JC. I think it's fair to say we both did. Her pay increment was somewhat obscene and if not for the fact that she was my girlfriend, I'd be incredibly jealous. Times like this wish I had greater faith that we were always in good hands. All those years of anxiety were for naught.

And finally I'm thankful for a great end to my university education by topping the class for one of my core modules for the individual and group categories and winning a whole load of book vouchers that I have no use for. Truly memorable way of ending it. It was a lot of hard work this semester and I must say all my group mates across all project groups were incredible. It was loads of fun working with everyone and all will be sorely missed.

I am in good hands.

As an only child, I often had to grapple with the fact that there was a lot of weight on my shoulders. It was a huge load to bear but at the same time this load served as a motivation like no other. When I tell of the good news to my parents and I see the joy in them, no words could adequately describe the sense of satisfaction and relief that coursed through me. The feeling that I did it, that I accomplished what only I, as their only child could do for them, priceless. To know that someday I would make them proud mattered so much all these years. Sometimes it's the fear of disappointing others that drives me so much more than the fear of disappointing myself.