About a week or so has passed since I've had to move out of my university halls. It's taken me this much time to recover from the lack of sleep, and fade into general boredom and pondering! Gosh, have I not missed that!
The last few days spent at Kingswood (the halls I stayed in) - were the best ever. Karaoke-ing was simply great - seeing all the people I've formed relationships with over the course of the year - singing, laughing and generally chit-chatting over the loud ear-blasting music, was brilliant. We sang the songs that we all knew best and that summed up our year. Cheesy, yes - but still very cool. Singing "living on a prayer" by bon jovi was the greatest ever - I think I lost my voice and my lungs collapsed after that! Tsk.
Other days were spent packing and frantically getting myself in order before the storage guys came along. I think that was a pretty emotional time - because whilst packing, I came across all this stuff and writing and all sorts of other bits and pieces that I've had from over the year, which just reinforced how much I have changed.
Taking down my posters of Wenty and The fray - and the cool Family Guy Quotes poster and all my pictures and little and weird things stuck on my board - were horrible. My room was completely empty and I hated it. It was always so full of - well, junk really.. But it was cool junk! It was! Seeing my bed spread out like it was when I first moved in - all white, with no bed sheets, and no rug on the floor or boots on the side, was just so strange. It felt bittersweet really. I think it sort of hit me a bit whilst on the train from there to London - I realised that we weren't going back to Kingswood, and if we were it wouldn't be "ours" anymore. But there was this feeling of looking forward to the coming weeks of moving into my house with my friends and the summer.
Whilst studying for my exams - me and my friends would sit along the grass, and create picnics. You know - cheese, lettuce, nuts and cous cous! With the usual bee's and wasps flying around, and me running around like an imbecile trying to find safety under a book. Tsk.
Sigh..
Thinking over my time spent there now - I've realised how much I've experienced, and how much I've changed. I love the new me and I love everything about my life.. You know, with a few alterations ;) haha. But nah, it's been a pretty awesome year.
Still though, looking into empty rooms is always very very strange. Heh.
*Tear rolls down her cheek, in s-l-o-w motion. So slow that it's not even moving.*
Cough.
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