The only thing constant in life.............

My last semester of MSc began today. The word 'last' rings a knell. A part of me wants to cling on to this magical place, to all my friends here, the thought of losing them scares me. I grew up after I came here, I learnt a lot about people in general and about myself in particular. I found the best friends ever, experienced the joys (and the lows, too) of hostel life, learnt to handle loneliness, learnt not to get bored with just my company :), to push my limits to the maximum, to live life to the maximum possible extent, did wild things, learnt to handle relationships... This place has given me more joys than I could ever imagine. But, in four months, I would have to leave.
My friend says that "The only thing constant in life is change". My brain agrees with what he says, but, still, how many times does the heart listen to logic! Feeling a bit blue...........................