All good things come to an end

Exams are over and the term has slowly come to an end. There are essays left to research and write and I find myself at a loss again. No longer would I be looking forward to classes where I was certain to see my classmates, or to hang out at Chilango's after class for cheer-inducing Mexican music and burritos. Time really flies by too quickly and I find myself missing London even when I am physically here.

Last night we bade farewell to Juline. We skipped the Law Ball and found ourselves a quiet corner at Gordon's. We drank and chatted until the sky turned dark and we were shooed away. After I said goodbye to Henry and Juline at the Embankment Station and walked towards the Harry Potter Bridge, I found myself wishing that I had documented this moment with a picture, so that perhaps I could remember this in years to come. Yet a picture seemed artificial, even superficial and here I am writing this down in a somewhat public blog hoping to remember this sometime later.

I really should get down to that essay. This has been the best year of my life.