Slipping through my fingers

Tonight marks my very last night of being a first year student at Aberystwyth. It's upsetting just watching the pieces of furniture being packed and kept away.. the mates, the laughter and tears, the fun and screams made it home. Mini parties and barging into each other's room for some girly talk will be deeply missed.

I won't be seeing Shals, Anushyia and Arthur when I return next year.. the thought of it actually just breaks my heart. And so here comes the goodbye part, the part I'm honestly not good at.

Here's to our finest moments together.

Another year, another chapter written.

Till I write again, in Malaysia.