a tad disappointed
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- November 11, 2008
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rewind-pause-play
为什么现实和回忆之间的空白总是灰灰的？
I thought it was just me, but I’m not. After chatting with Sung-yun, realised that this terrible feeling of 依依不舍 is common to us. We’re one of the few early leavers among the exchange students coming this term. The majority of the rest are staying for a year or have just extended their stay to 1 year. It feels awful because every day, we’re counting down to the day of return. And meanwhile, we try to enjoy as much of the life here as possible, try to spend as much time together with friends as possible, have as much fika as possible. Despite that, every morning that we wake up, realising that we’re another day closer to THE day always leave a sour feeling. This feeling is probably only felt by only a few of us who are leaving early, cuz the rest still have so much time here, so they probably don’t feel like this at all.
It’s not like we don’t want to go back home. We do miss home too. Afterall, that is our comfort zone, that is where our family is, that is where are our closest friends are, that is where we belong. But I think, through the very short time we’ve spent here, we’ve somehow forged a very special bond. Through our first weeks here where we depended on each other to try to adapt to this new environment, struggling but supporting each other through some tough times, discovering and learning about the cultural differences, making and meeting new friends just on the basis that we’re all enthusiastic exchange students eager to meet new people. This experience is just too invaluable for us not to keep thinking of ways to how to better treasure it. It was tough at first, we got over it, so now we want to make the best of it, but suddenly we’re almost on our way back.
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Fika-cum-healthy-dinner to celebrate Martin’s getting well yesterday.
Last minute fika and an interesting chitchat session at Sungyun’s on Friday night.
Another last minute fika cum dinner at my place on Wedsnesday night after the swedish class.
Really really treasure moments like this. Wish i could grab all of these with my bare hands and hold on to them forever because I know it’s not going to come again. So that I could rewind, pause and play it later on. Alas, there’s only so much that those tiny hands can grab…