Final day of my semi-adult student life and I’m almost spewing coffee on my keyboard reading about AFib and Robert Pattinson’s latest stint simultaneously. I’m experiencing all the symptoms of cardiac arrhythmia: palpitations, skipped beat, nauseous, just freaking feeling like dying. Today will either turn out superbly fantastic or momentously depressing. Ya Allah Ya Rahman, please lend me an extra guiding hand. Amiin.