yesterday officially marked the end of my third year here at RSMU.
done with the theories and what's left is the three more years of clinical part that brings me inquiry grows more than i thought i could cope.
Alhamdulillah, although the result isn't as excellent as Nabil Azmi's where not only he was listed in the Dean's List for three years straight,
he even scored the best result for the Professional Exam!
whoaaa dude! you're just the best!
you deserve a goooood holiday
and dear please, we're waiting for your house-warming.


minutes before the actual time, i was lamenting.
yeah, i did.
but things went finely well and i was laughing my head off at all the crancky jokes you bunch made,
chills and laughter we all had this afternoon.
worth the time, worth the dime.
it's never enough of what you have taught
it's always more than care of what you have done
it's the cry and laughter of mine that you are dearly going to miss!

the tender feeling and gesture of yours i could remember in every steps we walked
the shutter button that function almost too perfect at any time we wanted it to
the elephant and whale fight that made me cry the whole night
the meals and cakes we break-bread at all time
the fancy restaurants that we gormandized but definitely cost-effective of what we had paid for
the hypothesis and theories of mine that had always been antipodal with yours
and even the multivitamins we made it an issue
how could i not see that infatuation coming?

it's just too much of a question to be asked and to be answered.

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