Serdenko

Here I am in the train. Going home after a semester that promissed to be endlessly long, but time actually flew with the speed of sound..
17 hours to go... Tired dead, but thoughts keep coming one after another, like ocean’s waves. The only way out to get rid is to start putting them down.

I was almost the last one to leave. Ivane and Yrlene only remained on campus after me, and I must confess, guys: the campus is a totally different thing without you all! It was so weird to be there alone, walk in empty corridors, only the decorated Christmas trees were winking with their lights.
I had a chanse to experience a totally different campus: sadly silent, without anyone hanging around, singing, talking, drinking... Surprisingly, I turned out to love it even more. To love it the way it WAS. With all of you around. For you don't appreciate what you had unless you lose it.

This campus was mysteriously beautiful, quiet and snow-white. In the absence of students, it seemed to be sad and cold. To preserve all of its warmth for us, it covered itself with a downy blanket. Even the twinkling lights of the decorated Christmas trees seemed to be sad for our departure, wishing us bon voyage, and asking to come back asap.

Silence around grants the opportunity to look inside of you. To think, to understand, to feel much more than one usually does in the rush of everyday. I suddenly realized how much I miss everybody who managed to become my family during these months..
“In the good and in the evil, in richness and powerty...” Isn’t it what they say to join their lifes in a marriage?.. Well, without saying it, these people turned out to become the ones I can count on in the situations mentioned above: in moments of end-of-exam joy or preparation despairs... and in many more.
Sometimes you don’t even have to say anything, somebody just passes by and sees you need his/her help or support. They share with you the results of their work to facilitae your exam preparation, they give you their last chocolate in case of acute chocolate shortage, they are there whenever you have fun or need their help and support.
The word combination “esprit de Natolin” sounded meaningless and pathetic to me when I heard it for the first time. Now that I am coming back home, I realize how much it means to me now, and how much I will miss it. For the two weeks only, this is true. Then I will have another 5 months to enjoy it to the full, and this separation will only make my wish to enjoy it more acute..

Well, I guess, now I am tired enough to go to sleep, waves of thoughts have calmed down, sea surface is calm, ready for a fortnight’s peaceful rest...