Summer 2009
I miss summer. Don't get me wrong, I love autumn- today was such a nice day, bright sunshine, red leaves, clear sky- but schoolwork is such a downer. To be honest, school itself isn't too bad, like anything it has its good and bad moments, but it's not ridiculously horrendous. Yet I keep remembering that summer 2009 was so honestly amazing. 10 weeks of almost pure bliss- the heatwave, no school, good exam results, Vasterang, Oskosh, Tour, Aberdaron, Lifeguarding. I met some amazing people this summer, and was reunited with 3 pretty "awesome" characters across the pond, not to mention a fair few fantastic Swedes. Man, I miss them all. I don't want to forget this summer, not ever- the lessons i've learnt, the people i've met, the friends i've been reunited with, the places i've discovered, the memories i've created, the injuries i sustained, the tan i got, those moments that i hope to treasure forever, the person i've become. As far as memories go, i don't think i could have made more in the space of 2 and a half months than i did between june and august. Whilst people say that it's so great to be able to look back on what you've done with a smile, it's still so hard to accept that it's over and that it will never happen again. Have i just lived the best time of my life or will amazing things happen once again? There's only someone that knows the answer to that question, I guess.
You know, people change over a year. They break promises, they’re not who they were, nor who they said they were. I’m not going to lie, it was disappointing. But after MB’s injury, the fish golf incident and general Sweden stuff, it all became insignificant. But it did still dampen things a little. To have been looking forward to something for a year, to have been comparing everything else against it, to have been waiting for so long to return, just to be slapped in the face ( :P ) was heartbreak, and not just for me either.
But you know what, I made better, lifelong friends. I have never laughed so hard as when I had my little human beatbox/we played soap hockey/went for an ‘expedition’ with Kimberly at the beach or stayed up all night spying, gossiping, chatting and watching the sunrise with AB. Life isn’t about waiting around for something good to happen, it’s about doing something so that something good will happen. It’s not a case of changing to suit others, but remaining yourself so that you find what’s in your Plan. Life is about having fun with your friends, and making that commitment that all of us need to make, which is that He has our lives, and he will take us where He needs us to go.
And I for one, am glad he picked Sweden for me.
Sweden 2009: no go-karting, no funny quotes, no inflatable water things, no camp songs, no paintballing, no jail, no big water fights, no onion game, no smars, no hot weather, no tan, no warriors, no inter-galactic spacesuits, no fire escape usage, no sauna singing, closet room, no oily men, ryanair, rain and so much mud.
Sweden 2009: soap hockey, fish golf, rain, BBQ, deep conversation, beach party, frisbee, walkie-talkies, fire drill, human beatbox, drums, crutches, challenges, crates, cones, logs, boy’s bathroom decoration, raft wrestling, agape, ball-throwing in the lake, all nighter, snoring, hair straightening, baby seat, ‘i’m gonna win’, national anthems, karaoke, victorious football, towel-slapping, brothers, twins, coconuts, beach balls, pie throwing, long announcements, swedish gossip, big coach, shorter journey, pranks, kyrkan, aviators, bundles, speed dating, lifelong friends. <3
And how was the journey home?
Well that’s another page, for another day. :)
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