Friday night drama

Yeh last night we had a bit of a drama in flat 39. Fatima, our Pakistani flatmate, left to go home. Everyone was helping out in the packing and the arrangement of the room so it was a very busy day, but then it dawned on us as we walked her to the train station, said goodbye, and came back with one person less. On our way back it was mostly silence, there were some tears too. For me, it was a unique experience to live with someone for 4 months then part. And the point is me and Fatima really connected, we both felt like we have known each other for years, we used to eat together, study in each other's rooms, have our own jokes and cracks. Anyway, hopefully we will meet again when she comes back in September for her dissertation. As for the mixed feelings I have about this, being happy for her that she is going home and sad for parting, I can only say that it makes my living-in-student-halls experience complete.

Mai