CHAPTER 1
Heathrow Aiport, 11.30 AM
Oh no, the plane has finally landed in Heathrow Airport, my eyes cracked wide open to see the flight attendant announcing our arrival, the plane was taking its time to land, giving me the last few moments of my freedom before I start my new semester in medicine. This semester, we would be majoring in cardiology, my seniors told me it is the hardest semester yet. I braced myself to face another year in the prestigious
I was alone on the plane…all my friends had arrived the day before, all eager to start early and settle down before the madness starts again. Darn, I have to cue up in this long line for the cab, unlike when I was in Midvalley, where I just budged in anywhere to get a ride back home, I really should stop missing home, tears are swelling in my eyes already. Mom packed the kueh raya carefully in my hand luggage and I brought it close to my winter coat, afraid that someone would bump into me and break those precious cookies.
Shoot! I forgot! OMG! OMG! I checked and double-checked my wallet, the only thing in it was a few Ringgit, I cant believe I did not bring money, I don’t even have enough to pay for the cab! Argh… I quickly jumped out of the line and searched my bag for some loose change. Thankfully, I found a few pounds, enough to get me on the tube, (note to self : please bring lots of money next time, especially when you are traveling alone!!). I took the Picadilly line to the South Kensington Campus, our registrations for the year should be done there(I hope), last year they changed the location at the last minute and we got lost along the way. It was another 50 minutes before I walked of the train, with loads of bags on my fragile body, I walked towards campus, hopefully Nicole would be there waiting for me.
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