From this point onward, this blog will be flooded with sad sappy posts from a girl/lady trying to let go of her carefree student life and move on to another phase of life.
This will probably be my last post as an undergrad. Next week hopefully I'll be posting as someone new, inshaAllah :)
These past few days were mere reminiscence of memories; every route we take to the hospital, every conversation over free coffee and scones, every bus rides, every lunch session, every glimpse of familiar wards-- all of them reminded us that we're that close to the finishing line.
Every day we talked about how we won't be seeing each other as much come July, how we'll all go our separate ways, how we'll meet again in some random medical conference in 10 years' time, yet still connected to the same memories of 5 years we shared together, memories that will last a lifetime.
To these people (specifically the 8 makciks and one pakcik) you guys know who you are.
"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
How very true.