The End
Well not the complete end, but still the end of certain cycles.
Cycle 1: Groupe Maltais
I worked at Groupe Maltais for about a year. Today was my last shift... the last time I heard my boss' weird love stories, the last time I heard Y complain hilariously about stuck-up rude customers, the last time I saw this office that grew part of my weekly routine. The last time I looked out the window of that model house thinking "if only I could be out..." The last time I received a text from those coworkers whom I grew so fond of, saying "Can you take my shift?" I didn't feel so sad even though I knew it was the end... But when I gave my keys back I thought "Wow, it really is over". And then some strange feeling grew inside. I am almost wishing I didn't quit....
But I had to... so let's just think of it as a happy time in a pretty fun working environment and move on slowly. Sachou, ima made arigatou gozaimashita.
Cycle 2:
The end of Japanese class.
I spent so much time studying for my final and working on that album for U. Sensei. Now that the exam is over with and that we gave her the album, I feel... somewhat empty? It was a strange year.. I started the year thinking it was gonna be boring, thinking I wasn't gonna get along with U sensei (fearing her) and thinking that those kids in the class were so tight together and having fun that I'll either never integrate the group or I'll get tired and annoyed of them just being so overly cheerful in a class that I took very seriously. I also even had the impression they didn't work hard. But I was so wrong. They're good kids, no they're awesome kids. So far in all my classes at McGill, no class ever came close to them in terms of "awesomeness". Going to class got funner as I got to know them. The enjoyment I missed from so many other classes, the support I missed from some other friends, they gave me back 1000 times fold. All the hardships I went through this year and the last were worth it, to be able to spend one year surrounded by them. Same for U sensei. The more I saw her and talked to her, the more I respected and admired her as a teacher but also as a person. Now it's all over... it's the end of a cycle, one that really added to my "wow, I'm gonna miss Montreal"...
What's waiting for me from now? Korea?
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