Sunday, 23 May 2010

Everything and Nothing

It has been a while since I last posted something, so I thought this would be a great time to post something new. The last couple of months and weeks have been very exciting and hectic. Some of the memories are happy, some are sad. Yet I don't regret anything that I have done. The most recent event was Leavers Ball. So let's talk about that.

21st of May 2010. Reed's School Leaversball.
It is quite weird to realise that I have been spending almost three years at this English school. My overall view of it is that it has been crap, mainly because I don't like the Enlgish mentality. No one can be honest with each other. Yet I decided myself that I wanted to finish sixth form in England after my uncle and aunt moved back to Holland during the summer of 2009. In a way I find it really sad that I am on studyleave right now, which represents the end of school and the start of exams. This opens a new chapter for me, meaning that I will go back to Holland soon. Leaving my self-development, progress, new friends and boyfriend (!) behind.

The day started off with leaver chapel, in which the headmaster held a very emotional and extraordinary good speech. The girls had decided to dress up as sexy sintrinians after chapel. So as decided we dropped our nice office wear onto the ground and stepped into our sexy heels, short skirts and sexy blouses.

Bethany Leslie, Helen Major, Lizzy Harris, Hannah Stout and me.

Helen Major, Lizzy Harris, Rik Bogers and Me.

We all pulled it off very well. Every single one of us looked amazing, sexy and adorable at the same time. Out of the hundred photos that were taken I guess these ones were the best ones. After that a group photo of my tutor group was taken. I never really liked my tutor group, I made some great friends, but also enemies. Even though we acted as if nothing was going on we all knew we didn't get along very well. Our tutor on the other hand always came up with the weirdest and funniest stories that made every single on of us laugh. So this was the first, and it will definitely be the last photograph taken of our tutor group.

Alex Wilton, Jack Leary, Nick Hayes, Tristan Lloyd, Paul Millington, Ben Alexander, Josie Inverdale, Hannah Stout and me.

So after having experienced the total opposite of what Reed's stands for; a formal environment, we had the leavers lunch. The food was amazing. Nothing else needs to be said about that. We then one by one went off to get ready for the big party. Hannah, Lizzy and me went to Guildford to get a necklace for Hannah that she could wear that evening. Getting ready at Hannah's house was lovely as well. Everyone looked unbelievably nice. And photographs were taken before we left the property.



The evening itself was different from what I expected it to be. I should get into detail about it because it will be an amazing memory for when I am older, but I don't want to. Particular things happened that really ruined the evening, leading to me not wanting to think about it for a very long time.





This is just a small collection of the many photographs taken that evening/day. I have hated Reed's so much and I have always expressed myself in a really rude way. However when it comes to it I can understand that my time here was very nice as well.

Things/people I (will) miss about England/Reed's (in no particular order).

1: Talking to my #1 boarding mate, Lizzy Harris, who sleeps in the room next to me. She was the person where I could hide myself, open myself, express myself, or in other words; be myself.

2: All the fighting with James Miller. The person who annoyed me most, yet could make me laugh at times when I most needed it. He's my Graphic Design buddy and my shouting/singing angel.
3: The getting together above the swimming pool after lunch with everyone.



4: All the gatherings during the weekend with my friends.



(will be continued)

And as I am uploading all the pictures, for some reason I feel really sad, not because I have to miss these people, but because I know they will have forgotten about me within two years. We will stay in touch for the first couple of weeks, even months maybe, but the majority of my friends will not bother about contacting me. Oh well, that's how life goes.

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