Last day of school

Today is officially the last day of school for Winter Term 2015.

My last day was yesterday. It still feels surreal. I do not want this to end just yet…

My final year was more than great, it was awesome. I got along really well with my course mates. I actually had real conversations with them and not just the mere ‘hello, how are you doing?’ stuff. I talked, I made jokes, made people laugh, annoyed people, learnt from people, taught people… you know, the things normal people do.

I never thought that I would feel so attached and boy, was I wrong. When I thought of doing grad school, I thought I would be glad to do it somewhere else, not Carleton. But now, it just feels so hard to do, to leave.

I guess it’s because I spent so much time in school in my final year compared to the last three years of schooling. Usually, me going to school only meant going to class. For the past two semesters, I went to school even on weekends, stayed beyond schooling hours.

Overall, I would say that I had a great ending to my school year, alhamdulillah. The passion took forever to kick in but I never felt any more productive than I have ever been this semester. Next, the finals, I hope I would end it with a bang on my transcript too. Pray for me, inshaAllah!

PS: Bear with me as I have withdrawal symptoms for the next few days, weeks, months, years even!