OK the final 2 weeks were incredibly sad. Taking each one of our 26 final classes was pretty hard..some of them were really fun and some were really sad depending on the personal relationships I had with different kids in that class. I only cried in like 5 of the classes which isn't a bad effort I thought.
Depending on the class we did different activities with them. Some we did a quiz, some we played party games with musical chairs and pass the parcel, others we played taboo, charades and pictionary and with pretty much every class we sung a song at the end...mostly Love Story by Taylor Swift (a cheesy pop song), which sadly, I can now do word for word.
It would take me years and years to go through the myriad of ways I will miss everyone and all the different people there are too miss..whatsmore I'm pretty sure not everyone will be interested in that so I'll keep to describing a few things.
It was really sad becuase Rachel, Wan, Rathi and I had planned to go out together on our last saturday but Rathi's Aunty died and then Wan's Father fell sick..so unfortunatly that didn't happen.
The last friday we were at school a whole lot of our favourite kids returned to their old school of MRSM Lenggong. All the girls that had been on the drama team bar one were going back and so before they left we went to their "cube" (their room, which yeah is like a cube, the kids dorms didn't have any doors and only half walls). It was really nice we (ok lets see if I can remember everyone: Rachel,Lina, Aslin, Ewa, Hamizah, Farah and argh...I'll have to ask Rachel) sat around, ate, chatted and gossiped. It was a lot of fun and I miss all those girls terribly. A few days before we left another group of form 2s also invited us to their cube which was also really cool.
But those who are closest to my heart will forever be 'HR' (they nicknamed themselves HR as in Hannah Rachel but if anyone else heard them talking about "HR meeting us" or whatever, they would think it meant Home Room). These are most of the boys who did drama plus a few extras. In the last 2 weeks we kept staying up until 1am talking to them and then in the last week they shook our hands which was super nice (since boys and girls aren't meant to touch). The last night one of the kids syamil had promised to sing for us so he sung Viva La Vida (by Coldplay) while the others were on various air instruments. Hahah it was awesome but now i pretty much can't listen ot that song without wanting to cry. Yeah so after that we talked for hours..none of us wanting to say goodbye and each of them should give us like a speech each. OOOOHHHHHH i have NEVER cried that much in my life and nor have i ever been told that im an awesome person just for being me that many times...seriously talk about an ego boost. But yeah then Azzam and Emirol (who both did drama) sent the rest out of the room and just talked to us while we all sobbed. All of the kids told us that they loved us like big sisters and I serioulsy love these kids like little brothers and it breaks my heart I will never again get to hang out with them as much as i did at school.....THEN just before we left Azzam asked if he could HUG us! Ok it might sound strange but this is a super massive big deal in malaysia and especially in a school as strict as ours! then they all hugged us argh. it made my night! but yeah enough ranting about all that...you guys probs dont want to hear any more.
Its strange...in a country where road rules are largely optional, (like seriously who needs seatbelts of indicators?!) where people "I'll send you to the station" instead of "I'll take you to the train station" and "have you taken your food yet?" when I in fact have eaten it, where a delicious snack is ice, syrup, corn, kidney beans and sometimes peanuts if your lucky, (ohhh 'ABC' is amazing..seriously try it!) where a time seems to be utterly flexible...really a 4pm meeting will start from anywhere between 4:05 and 5pm...and of course where other far more important things such as language, cultual outlook, some core values and religion are different to my own I NEVER thought I would feel as at home or love a place so much. I now have a second home and so many great memories and friendships I hope will last a life time.
