End of an era...

End of this school year, feeling sad tonight.
This year was so rich, so many things happened, i met so many new people, i became very closed with some of them.
Everything went so fast and at the same time, I feel like many years have gone.
So this year was the year of international, the erasmus with who i shared so many great moments. So much fun with them, from their welcolming in August, till the last boum in June. Germans, Americans, Swedish, Spanish... Now everybody is back to their country, it feels so weird sometimes, just to think i'm not gonna see them in a few days for an apero or something.
This year was also the year of my french friends, my Pitchounette, our MacDo on Sunday nights, our coffee and cigarettes, Chtitounou and the many times he pissed me off, or cheered me up, Oliiif, Julie, all the others.
This year was the year of Insa, my second school, in fact my first if you consider the amount of time i spent there and how i got involved there. This school i hated because I had to share my baby with it, became my favorite place, where i have all the fun, all my friends, everything.
I was sad yesterday to have my last boum there, to see the diploma ceremony, it made me think that next year, Mathieu won't be called, because he never had the chance to finish his studies. Made me wondered if people will remember him and have a thought for him when they will be called.
This year was my last one as Julien's nanny, and i am gonna miss him so much. He's like my little brother, and it was very difficult to say goodbye on friday night after the dinner i had at his place with his parents. I am part of the family now, and it's just gonna be hard to leave them behind too.
This year was full of emotions, from love to heartbreaking, hate, indifference to finally go back to love and pain because of the impossibility of the thing.
This year allowed me to discover a little bit more of myself, revealed my social butterfly side, my craziness. Maybe i am not such a boring girl after all, maybe i am finally gonna be able to leave behind the bad picture i have of me and my lack of self confidence, be able to forget what people used to think of me back in junior high and high school.
This year is now over, and the several boxes invading my apartment are there to remind me that in a little bit more than one month, i'll fly away from this continent, to discover a whole new life in Montreal.
Nostalgia and sadness are there tonight, i want to cry, but i can't even do that properly. I feel sick in the stomach, and i know it's not because of my bender of yesterday night.
It's the end of an era, let's see what the next one is gonna bring.