I Suck At Goodbyes

Today, I woke up with a feeling of blissfulness.
I yawned, and stretched.
And checked my phone.
9am..
I don't have class, right ?
Imagined my timetable in my head.
Arab... Cancelled.
I think I have Legal System on Thursdays.. Yeap that's cancelled too. Ahhhh :D
Another stretch.
Something bugging my mind.
Something..
Somethingggg....
OH SHHH.
I have Social Studies ! At 10 ! Right ??
Texted a friend, she didnt answered.
BBMed another friend.
Waited..
Brushed my teeth, washed my face.
Checked,
He didnt aswer -_-
WhatsApp another friend,
Thinking Thank God for technology 'coz my creds like 20cents, and most of the girls use Celcom -_-
'Social Studies ade tak ?"
Waited..
Waited...
Buzzz
'Yeap.'
OH FFFFKIN' SSHHH !
Grabbed my towel and sprinted.

10.05, plus minus.
Reached blockE.
And found that many have not arrived. And Madam, nowhere in sight.
FUUHHHH -__-"

And as the class was coming to an end,
With a pang,
I realized that this was, our, last, law, class, in, CFS.
Awwww , that's a sad fact. :(

We took pictures.
And I looked around the classroom.
Funny.
I never had expected feeling this nostalgic.
Funny.
I never thought that this was actually really hard.
Funny.
I knew that goodbyes, are never really my forte.
I've always hated them.
I hate having to part.
With anyone.
I guess.. I just have a habit, of holding on to people, things, memories.
Even if I tried being detached.

So as much as this place has been, well, suckish,
I realized,
How much I grew up, in these few months here.
Technically,
It's not the place.
But still.
What else can I hold on to ?

So,
InsyaAllah.
This is my last days in CFS IIUM Petaling Jaya.
The big boys, await.
In September.

Ya Allah,
Give me the strength, and calm, to go through my Finals.
As scary as moving on is,
Turning back
Is scarier.

Goodbye. :)