There's no other word to describe this feeling but "surreal". Today afternoon was senior photoday at school. I can't believe 3 years have just gone and passed by, just like that. 3 years of class together, 3 years of climbing to the 6th floor 6 times a day, 3 years of performances and events and shows coming to an end. No more leaning on the balcony during the long break between second and third periods. No more hearing "my school" play through the loudspeakers on campus while walking to my friend's house. No more gym class, no more Monday morning flag-raisings, no more filling up my water in the front of the classroom, no more army training, no more choreographing performances, no more taking the elevator while hoping we don't get caught, no more sitting in the dorm at night chatting way past bedtime.
They've been happy years, different, tough, and an incredible struggle at the beginning but I've come to love China and my school and my classmates so much. There is so much I should've done. Like talk to that guy who kept his loose jeans tucked into boots always standing out on the balcony next door. Like smiling and giving off more amicable vibes, being the first to approach others. Like cherishing and truly living, experiencing those precious moments that are now memories. I do regret not making more friends and becoming closer with some fabulous people, but I do realize it wasn't possible for me at the time. And that's okay too.
The sun smiled brightly down on us as the entire grade gathered on the soccer field for the first time in a while. Everyone was taking photos; selfies, group shots, posed shots, photos with teachers. I saw a bunch of former classmates from before we split 科. It was really nice to connect with old friendly faces. I always complain and pity myself because of constantly moving and not having any lifelong friends, but honestly? They are my friends. They've been with me through good and bad for almost 3 years, and isn't that what friends do?
Even our guys came back. We went from 5 all the way to 13!
Yes, our guys have been our inside joke for three years. But I don't think anyone can deny the brilliant, quirky personalities each one of you possesses. Good luck in whatever endeavors you take on!
My girls! Some of them anyway. Thank you for accepting me as I am, thank you for not being wary of someone different from you, thank you for making my transition easy and less awkward. I am so grateful and I love you all so much.
Hard to believe this is gonna be over soon.