Pertemuan dan perpisahan adat manusia biasa...
Despite that, I still feel 'sayang'.
There are 43 people who have said that they will be attending my farewell party. And possibly more, as some have not replied. That means I am saying goodbye, closing different levels of friendships and acquaintances with more than 40 people! How can that not break my heart?
Going home is going back to where I truly belong. Where family is. Where i was born and meant to be. But it also means closing the chapters of a fabulous book on my 2 awesome years in NZ. And that's sad. It's a sad thing to do.
I will probably not meet 90% of the people I've known here again, unless I come back to NZ for a visit or they come to Malaysia for a visit.
But I'm glad that we made the most of the short two years we had to get to know one another, despite knowing that I'd be leaving for good at the end of two years. It is worth forming a bond and enjoying the bond even though you know that you will be leaving and it may not last forever. You can still look back and appreciate the footprints people have left in your heart and how they have changed your life in their very own special ways. And who knows, someday we might meet again. Someday.
I'll miss yous, my hiking buddies.
I'll miss running with you.
I'll miss having dinner at your homes.
I'll miss the sleepovers.
I'll miss the hangouts.
I'll miss having coffee with yous.
I'll miss seeing you in ICF and CU.
I'll miss coming to ICF.
I'll miss seeing your faces and hearing the sound of your voices.
I'll miss your hugs.
I'll miss cooking together.
I'll miss the jokes, teasing and laughter.
I'll miss crying together.
I'll miss texting yous and yous texting me.
I'll miss being called 'shirl', and 'shirlz'.
I'll miss your accents.
I'll miss the 'ae's
I'll miss your brownies, chocolate self saucing pudding, cakes, slices and crumbles.
I'll miss hearing about how your day went, and giving you a hug for the bad day that you had.
I'll miss your logic and objectiveness.
I'll miss your sharpness although at times, it may be slightly hurtful (unintentionally) for my sensitive side.
I'll miss you 'disturbing' me and stirring up the waters.
I'll miss seeing you sit down and do your knitting and asking you what you are knitting this time.
I'll miss hearing about all the people that you know.
I'll miss hearing about your nieces.
I'll miss doing dishes with you the kiwi way, and the 'production line' of soaping and drying.
I'll miss having gelato with you.
I'll miss having Lindale's icecream with yous.
I'll miss talking crap and going crazy with yous.
I'll miss playing at the playground with yous.
I'll miss our sudden crazy idea to walk at the harbour at night.
I'll miss seeing you form the 'T' whenever you introduce yourself.
I'll miss hearing you play the guitar.
I'll miss hearing you play the piano.
I'll miss hearing you call us 'jeje no 1' and 'jeje no 2'.
I'll miss seeing you admire architecture when we go to cafes / anywhere interesting.
I'll miss hearing you say you want a 'shirley hug'.
I'll miss seeing your smile.
I'll miss having a ride in your car and a good conversation.
I'll miss your poker face and your 'newfound' cheekiness.
I'll miss your yummylicious cooking! (I've enjoyed being 'fed' with delicious food and the extra kgs I have put on!)
I'll miss blaming you for fattening me up with your cooking!
I'll miss your questions during Bible study.
I'll miss teasing you with 'ah shin'.
I'll miss hearing you say you want to experiment with my hair although i always say 'no' every time.
I'll miss putting foodscraps into your compost container.
I'll miss your sweet face and your enthusiasm every time we meet.
I'll miss your pet cat.
I'll miss having your adorable cat sit on my lap for a nap.
I'll miss little Mia.
I'll miss joining your flat prayers.
I'll miss walking down what you call the 'dodgy steps' to your flat.
I'll miss sitting on the grass, under the sun, with yous.
I'll miss you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you,.... (x30?)
I'll make the most of now. =)