The End.

It feels weird.

Do you ever get the feeling when something you are a part of ends? It feels like a dream altogether. The fun, the laughers, the jokes, the people and their personality. That is exactly how I feel right not. The GRSP year of 2008/2009 has come to an end and most of us are already starting to pack and get souvenirs from Georgia. In about 14 days time, my journey in America will come to an end.

Honestly I do not know what to feel. Sad, Happy, Excited or remorse. I feel like I’m an empty case for a blender. All the emotions blended in me making me actually feel tired. Tired of saying good-byes, of packing, of travelling and of leaving knowing you might never come back again. It hurts seeing the friends I made in the past 9 months looking at each other for one last time and only god knows when we will meet again. Everyone says today’s technology have shrunk the world but to me, meeting up for the weekends and actually seeing the real person is so much different than talking over Skype.

Time flies when you are having fun. I’d definitely got to agree to that. The fun we had over the weekends (especially the last one) was definitely the things I would remember for a long long time to come. Things will not be the same again from now on. I am not quite sure if I would ever want to move on from this year. I feel like I belonged to a group that although did not quite spoke the same language, it made me feel like a part of them like how you all are a part of me now.

This group is a crazy group yet it has it’s charm which I could not quite put my hands on. From the crazy attitude guys of Kamstrup & the Queerlings to the every lovely latino girls that taught a lot of us simple stuff in dancing, the group kinda became a melting pot of culture & fun. I’d probably never meet another group as fascinating and fun-loving group like you guys (& girls).

Hopefully someone in the group would organize a gathering in the near future for all of you to meet up again because I am truly curious of what you all will become. Perhaps then, looking back would be so much easier as we drink and remember on those fun-filled weekends. But for now, I’d wish we are all together again to keep the party spirit up. I really hope to see you guys again in the near future although it would definitely not be possible to meet everyone at the same time because you have become family to me when I came to America alone.

Till then, good-bye, semoga kita bertemu lagi, Auf Wiedersehen, αντίο, adeus, adiós, Farvel, hejdå, Bless !

Marcus

PS : On the brighter side of this note. UNITED KINGDOMS here I come! Those of you that are around the area. YES YOU. Expect me knocking on your door in about a month’s time.