Haha the song "Missing You" by John Waite just started playing on my phone. Kinda funny :) I worked the night shift and I didn't sleep one bit so I have pretty much been sleeping today and I think I've completely turned my hours around, might be good for Australia? Haha!
Something that I miss...! Oh I think I've made it clear that there's a lot I miss. Kenya, my friends, the summer. Something that I miss so much it physically hurts me sometimes, is my boarding school in Kenya. That place drove me insane sometimes but more than anything it gave me opportunities of a lifetime and it helped me grew into the person I'm today. I miss my room, and how Ragnar would come bang on my door super early in the morning just to be mean. Or how when Saga and a bunch of us others always tried to sleep together in my little bed when we all had had too much to drink. I miss the photos on my wall, and the song lyrics that were magically written on my walls one day. I miss my corridor; the place I've experience drinking on school property with my besties and hiding the bottle whenever someone came, dancing around to music in my underwear, getting ready to every single event that went down in Kenya, hidden on the floor from bullets when there was a shooting outside the school. I miss the pool house, the house my corridor in, and standing out on the balcony looking over everyone laying by the pool. I miss the pool, how a bunch of us would go swimming with our clothes on when there was a storm. And the times we would be in the sauna for hours and the first person to leave and jump into the pool, lost! I miss the area where the smoking area was and the pool table. At the end of a night out the entire school would always spend the last hours there, smokers, non smokers, some boarding parents sometimes, and there was a lot of laughter and silliness during those hours. That was also the place the gossip was spread. I miss the cafeteria; how sweet the staff always was and our chef always saying "Hi Tinii" whenever I was there. The look on everyone's faces when I'd bring food from a restaurant rather than eating the school food. Brunch every Saturday and Sunday. That's where everyone talked about the vivid memories of the night before, and if someone had been grounded, that's when we would hear it. I miss the zebra room and even the long ass boring meetings we had in there on Mondays. I miss the giraffe room and watching movies in there on the big screen and how every time someone would walk in during a movie someone always yelled "Schhhh! Close the door!"
More than anything, I miss having so many close friends around me all the time. I miss having such a special bond with so many, we consider each other family. I miss never feeling lonely. I miss it all! I miss SSN! Swedish School of Nairobi!
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