Counseling Diploma, Group C, Batch 2012.

Diploma in Counseling, Group C 2012

Alhamdulillah, all praises to Allah, the Almighty.

Last paper for semester 6 finally ended today. After weeks, months, years of struggling, today also marks the day my diploma days end. It had been a wonderful 3 years for me, that I can not and will never lie. Time flies so fast when you're having fun, doesn't it?

Throughout the 3 years, I've not only learned the fundamentals of psychology and counseling, but also about life, about how I am learning to view life in a whole new perspective. Just last week, after my second paper, my class decided to spend 2 days and 1 night together at Port Dickson and cherish the last moments together. It was the best memory ever and not to mention, sad.

We had this session where we would play games after dinner and then everyone was asked to freely say whatever they have to say about the whole class and the whole of their 3 years endeavor in college. It was sad, yet calm. For all I can say, I had never regretted any parts of my 3 years journey. Never will.

My classmates and friends had always told me and reminded me of how I was when I was in first year. How timid and shy. And some had even told me how I've changed throughout the years. In a better way, that is. And though I may not feel like it, but that's how others had viewed and analyzed me. I guess, when thinking back about it, I can say maybe they are right.

People had always told me that I was too quiet, too timid, scared of people, but my fear decreased a bit after 3 years. I can feel okay being in a group of people that I don't know and not fear of feeling awkward or out of place. Reminds me of social phobia, or social anxiety. I have my days of panics and anxiety, but they are brought to ease when my classmates and friends still accepted me despite how I differ from them in many ways.

I had always adored my classmates and friends. They taught me to be carefree, loving and most importantly, they taught me to really and sincerely smile. They brought warmth to my heart, and whenever I am with them, my heart flutters in excitement. Now that we are going to be separated, my heart holds this very stabbing pain that always manage to squeeze out a tear or two when dealt with.

But, the thing is, I always believe that separation will always happen, sooner or later. The parting will be tough, but no matter, life still have to move on. It still moves forward, and whether I like it or not, I need to still hold hand in hand with life. Hard as it may seem, I will always know and believe that if I still try to remember, they will always be in my hearts.

"Distance is just a physical barrier. Through the distance, we create and instil trust and strengthening our love. By doing this, our bond becomes even more special and we cherish every single second of separation. Holding it until one day we will meet each other again. Our hearts begin to learn to wait for their arrival.

20 April 2015 - Till we meet again

True.
We do not know when, but patiently we still wait and believe.

Because if we do not meet again in this world, there is hope that we will meet there. In Jannah.
Holding hand in hand, and no matter what, there will no longer be separation between us..."