goodbye loughborough

jumping timelines
wrote these months ago, time to pin them upon this virtual tapestry
Monday, January 20, 2014 6:34 AM
My last days in Loughborough have ended this chapter of my life perfectly. I will always, always remember it. Such a bittersweet feeling, saying goodbye. 
But I laughed so, so much it’s like we were drunk people shrieking and stumbling on the streets, laughing
One of those moments where you’re laughing so hard you’re gasping for air
Drunk, high 
On the infinite light-heartedness of that moment
I was happy
I love moments like this because I think that even when I look back I’ll still laugh hard at that memory, like laughing at a memory of you laughing

When we first sat under the autumn tree
When it was time to leave

My present self misses this very much
Picnic night – it must have been one of the fun(niest) moments of my life
around the bright full moon was a circular ring of light – it was amazing and when we googled it was some sort of PHENOMENAAAAAA


such a useful duvet this has been hehehhee

ugh, the ‘pearls’ we tried to cook…… miserably failed

specially bought these MR HAPPY SOCCER BALLS YOGURT!!!!!

so there we were, lying on the duvet in the middle of the field on a winter night, under the moonlit night
we lifted the other end of the duvet to cover ourselves in the freezing night
at one point i was laughing so hard at the thought that we were, well, sleeping on a duvet and using it to cover ourselves, in the middle of the field – it was so hilarious i wonder if we’d do this in the day
knowing us we just might HAHHAHA
isn’t this incredibly romantic? i remember Helen commented. Yeah, i would love to do this with my future boyfriend *we giggled*
omg, i was so so happy :’))))
We thought back to the first night we met, spinning on that field
Star-gazing and just talking and talking and suddenly it was 1+am
Where did time go?
I wrote a cheesy post in late November about our meeting that night, which I titled ‘explosion’ (yes, cheesy):
‘if i had a word to describe tonight:
fireworks; magic
at that point, i decided to pause my Grey’s Anatomy (that I had spent the whole noon crying over), and walk down to collect my laundry
and then we met. And then the sun had set and it was midnight and we were walking in the large rugby fields, and we sat down at the slightly damp grass and looked at the orange skies in the distance, and we looked up and saw stars peeking from behind the clouds, 
and we linked arms and walked home, 
and then it was 2
How is it that sometimes a connection is so quickly formed between some people, and for others it just never happens? How does that work? The complementary vibes? They call it “clicking”, “same frequency”, “similar vibes” – how does that work, does our body release tendrils which we then seek to find a similar other? 
– In a matter of a single minute, and that to me is amazing
Happy Helen, Helen who loves the skies and vintage markets and polaroid cameras and beautiful things, Helen who goes to the library, Helen who gets lost while wandering the streets at night
Tonight we’re both happy, and we both feel lucky, because we found each other 🙂 I don’t know how things will go, but tonight was lovely, and it is a night we both will remember. ‘

Truly, truly thankful to have shared our friendship :’) Late night conversations in my room, fretting about life problems, giggling, taking pictures, talking to funny strangers, following strangers home (LOLLLL), getting drunk, splitting at the pathway between our blocks, linking arms in the cold, listening to music late at night, getting lost (me), pizzas, pumpkin carving, london trip, seriously, seriously, seriously, I’ve been so happy :’)

we’re such horrible kidssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss pls pardon our youthful ignorance
Tuesday, December 10, 2013 6:05 PM
Laura, one of my favorite people in Loughborough. Me and the Spanish kids, we are so absolutely clueless in class it’s hilarious. People move to the seats and turn on the computers and we stare at each other, with no idea what to do. And I can speak English, gosh I know for me it’s no excuse. But I actually love the times where we look at each other with a knowing glance, then burst out giggling helplessly because we have no fucking clue what Keely is going on about. LOL.
After-class coffee on Tuesdays. Talking about things, about Spain, about Singapore, about school, about family

And now when I read back I still remember that feeling I got when I stumbled home, my mind was in a half-blur because everything happened so quick, but this was the day that shaped the rest of my Loughborough ‘life’ so to speak. 
The thing about virtual connections is that… the separation never really feels eternal. A part of me (80%) is almost absolutely certain that Helen and I will see each other again, sometime in the next 10 years. And that this does not end here. 🙂
With flights and virtual connections it’s hard to feel like the ties are completely severed, communication remains instantaneous if you really want to, much unlike the past where snail-mail might take months, and a visit might take years and lots of hard work. I wonder how the people of that time felt when they were saying Goodbye and moving forth to somewhere 14 hours away? That ‘last goodbye’, last hug, ‘lasts’ of everything about a person – the possibility of receiving updates about people is so much harder, the separation hits so much closer
I’m sad that I’m leaving, but I’m so, so happy and thankful for what we shared, because what we share as students cannot be replicated in the later years, I think. Meeting someone from School holds a special significance, it feels like we met when we were in the process of growing up, and so when we meet each other again years later, we feel like we watched each other grow
Someday we’ll see each other again. 🙂

I love this so, so SO much it’s absolutely gorgeous and I’ve been eyeing Rob Ryan for so long, I was disappointed that I couldn’t get to his shop but I actually own something by him today :’) Thank you so much helen
bye telford

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