Where did the week go? How is it already Sunday night, again?!
After a slow Monday morning, I met up with Emily and we did some studying for an elective. After that, I hopped on a train to London to visit the House of Lords! Back in 2019, I did an audio tour of Parliament, which was amazing, but this experience definitely topped that one. Judge Alumnus, Lord Karan Bilimoria, Cobra beer creator, and unofficial sponsor of many MBA talks, walked us through Parliament. Both chambers were debating on Monday so we were able to sit in and listen to both the House of Commons and the House of Lords. Truly a unique and special experience.
Tuesday involved a lot of studying/essay writing, a lovely lunch with Cass, and then the final Footlights Show of the year!
Humpday was spent at Judge passing out t-shirts and class photos. I did somehow manage to knock out 1,000 words in the midst of that. Ended the day with some yummy dinner at QBar with Hadeel and Dom and then did some studying at the University Library.
Thursday was filled with studying for Operations Management. What few brain cells I have left were really struggling. I did reward myself with a Ben's Cookies cookie halfway through the day. Met up with Emily and her parents for Evensong at Clare College and then the most lovely dinner at Trinity. Such a nice way to spend the evening before our last final!
Friday was a BIG day - our last final at Sidgewick site. Most of us decided to wear our 'Cambridge Blue' aka Sherbert class shirts. We were a sea of mint green. I actually really enjoyed the Operations class, but will we ever know what the bottleneck was? Step 1, Step 2, or Rework? Who's going to email Niyazi and ask? Dominique and Hadeel organized Drinks on Wheels, a Canadian tradition - you get assigned someone to gift a drink to after your final. We got into it. After grabbing some lunch from Queens' we headed to the Plough to watch May Bumps. A truly Cambridge tradition, where the college boats all race to bump into each other. We had a few classmates get blades, and maybe even a spoon - either way, I'm so impressed with my classmates who managed all the other things we were doing and were also rowing at 5am most days! We also had another Happy Hour at The Anchor and then a lovely dinner at Little Petra.
Friday brought with it a lot of emotions. There's this melancholy that I've never felt before. A tight squeeze on my heart. It makes me want to weep. Partly out of sadness, I'm not ready to leave these people. Partly out of joy, how lucky am I to have been changed by these people. It's like I'm experiencing new emotions at 30, what a whirlwind.
Deep down I know it's not goodbye, we still technically have another term, but people are going to start flitting away.
Saturday started with the Union Summer Party, where we celebrated Nikita and Hannah's birthdays! Some surprisingly delicious burgers and even better company.
Saturday night. OOF. We went to Maid's Mansion to celebrate the unofficial end of Easter Term. I learned to trust NOT A ONE of my classmates...well played. We made sure to migrate to the Trailer of Life at night's end.
On Sunday we celebrated Shashank's birthday and thanks to Rebecca, we were all in a daze. As Hadeel and I walked back after lunch, the sky opened up, and cried so hard. We were soaked. At the end of the day, I ventured out again to do some pub trivia with Dom and her siblings, Harsh, Jasreen, and Mandi. Still in a bit of a daze.
Next week is going to be a wild week - three balls in three days. Looking forward to next week's blog post, I'm not going to lie. Next week is going to be a quintessentially Cambridge week and I can't wait!
I have avoided writing this blog post because it is the end of a chapter in many ways, and quite frankly, I am not ready to turn the page. For once, I find myself at a loss for words...I'm just as surprised as you are. As always, thank you for reading, and please bear with me one last time as I reflect on my Cambridge experience. As I look back on my time at Cambridge, I can't help but smile. This program, this place, and these people have changed my life in ways I still can't possibly know or appreciate. How can I find the words to express what this programme means to me? As much as I've tried to find an eloquent and succinct way to summarize it, I have realized I can't. But, I have documented it - here. This blog details the experiences, the emotions, and the incredible people that made this something I don't want to say goodbye to quite yet. They say don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. I say that's a grand trivialization. B
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