And then it was all a dream. And then it was all over. And then I was on a plane back home to Toronto.
It hasn’t sunk in yet that this amazing journey, my time at HKUST, is now complete. The semester is over. Over…it’s hard to grasp.
Our last night we spent the entire night until the sun rose in LKF…dancing with all our favourite people, talking one on one with friends, reflecting on life here and saying goodbye. There were so many hugs and tears and sad faces it was overwhelming, but I kept reminding everyone that if we are upset it just means that this semester was so amazing that we are sad to see it end - so they are happy tears.
And in the midst of hugs and tears outside of our favourite bar, China Bar, the song of the semester came on “I feel so close to you”. Last night was not a night of drinking, it was not a night of meeting new people or exploring the city, it was a night of reflection and about being together. So a few of us grabbed everyone in sight and just danced to the song all together…the perfect way to finish the semester.
There are so many things I want to say, things I want to talk about but it’s really overwhelming. I am really happy that over this semester I have documented my journeys, my experiences and just my thoughts. This experience has become a part of me, it has given me so many things I never thought I could imagine, and for that I will be forever grateful. Hong Kong was my dream world and will forever remain with me whether it’s on my mind or just subconsciously.
It hit me that last night standing on the top of the hill on D’Agular Street waving to a friend leaving in a cab, realizing this place will never be the same for me again. And that this is it. We lingered in the streets for as long as possible, just taking it all in, waiting for our last friends to leave to the airport.
And yesterday morning….after two hours of sleep, an unbelievable number of goodbyes the night before and a stressful morning of checking out of my room I left Hall 3 and not only were cabs waiting for us…so were 20 of my friends waiting to say goodbye to all of us. It was an overwhelmingly amazing feeling realizing that all these people had woken up for the 4 boys and me that were leaving. One by one I said goodbye, whispering I love yous and goodbyes and we will meet again and thank you for everything in their ears. Meaning it all. Different words for different people, all with the same message of gratefulness that I had met each and every person.
I am home now…and life is about to change and that’s okay. Jule said last night, it feels like you never left…but to me, it couldn’t be more opposite from the truth. I feel like the last 4 months an absolute whirlwind that will never just mesh into the rest of my life as time passes. I am excited for Christmas. I know I will see these people again. I know I will keep in contact with them. But it still doesn’t feel real that only 48 hours ago I was still in my bed in Hong Kong not realizing that I was really going to leave this place forever.
And for that, for everything this semester and everything I have come home to, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world!
Thanks for reading this semester and Happy Holidays!