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Exams are over!
We all passed!
WheeEee~

But now comes the hardest part of IMU PhaseI. Scarier than and CSU station, more draining than any pbl, an emotional rollercoster. The part where we have to say goodbye. Friends will be leaving for... well all over the world very soon, except for a few who are either going with me to seremban or bumming around till they fly next year (THANK GOD for that).

It was only of late that i realised how attached i am to these people, these mad medical student, these outstanding individuals, these brothers and sisters. People constantly remind me not to take anyone in my life for granted, but again i find myself trying to make up for lost time. I've been surrounded by such wonderful people for the last 2.5 people, and i've enjoyed our times together tremendously, maybe even enjoyed so much i forgot they would one day have to leave me, and i leave them. You know like when you enjoy something so much, you're just having the time of your life with it, you just forget to acknowledge and appreciate the simple fact that it IS THERE. You don't take time to celebrate how happy you are, how contented you are, how blessed you are. I always knew we were going to part but it never really sinked in, it still hasn't. I wonder if i noticed this earlier, would i have done somethings differently? But then again, friendship like all things spontaneous is best enjoyed in the moment and not planned based on impending goodbyes.

I've said goodbye before, in primary school, high school, collage, but doing it a zillion times before doesn't make it any easier. And the knowledge that these people will be scattered across continents doesn't help either. Ok..I'm being selfish here.

I know wherever they go they will make great doctors and will be surrounded by great people simply because they are great people themselves. And i will fall into the same routine of making new friends in seremban. But a part of me feels it unfair if these 2.5 years that now seem so important and dear to me, one day down the road becomes just a some fuzzy "uni phase" to our old minds. The best 2.5 years of university has to count for SOMETHING right? We must remember ok! We must remember the important things about this phase. Remember the fears of exams, stressing together, talk about jumping of rooftops, putting on and loosing weight together, lame jokes, heartfelt tears, library days, sucky food, dramas, holidays, pranks. Things that might seem superficial, but when i reflect upon makes me smile. I am proud to be able to call these people friends, VERY proud.

And even if we grow up, even if the next reunion (if there will ever be one) is painfully awkward and we end up talking about the weather or politics, i will secretly remember these future very distinguished doctors as the mad crazy medical students we once were.

haih... 1day at a time. 1 friend at a time.
Prediction: more emo posts coming up.