#2012.08.11

Today was a bittersweet day. Already said goodbye to some people, and said goodbye to even more this afternoon before heading out to Old Street again. Lucia and Nelly are leaving tomorrow, the last of my roommates. I'm going to miss them a lot; seeing as they're from Spain and France respectively, it's going to be hard seeing them again. We finally took off the sign on our door (that we all decorated! My side got a little bit messed up because my lovely roommate got her wet hair on it [honestly I find it really funny, but as long as the alpaca is okay I'm totally fine with it]. Still flawless, though.).

Nelly, Micki, Carmela, Lucia, and I went to Old Street to get some gifts.

Not before stopping for some cuabing, of course.

(Speaking of cuabing, which I didn't know how to romanize earlier, turns out that "cuabing" is in fact Taiwanese and the Chinese way to say it is "cuobing/剉冰". Thanks to Colbie for telling me when I asked~) 

Remember how last time I got that rice necklace? Nelly and I got one for Colbie! We got her name "Colbie" on one side, and "C4 愛妳" on the other. Hopefully she'll like it. I also got one for my friend. Micki got ones for all of her friends, and Nelly got some for her family and close friends. We mostly hung out at Old Street since the wait for the necklaces was so long.

I decided to use the time to get some food.

I was really intrigued by the goat meat, since I actually really like goat meat, but....... it was overly seasoned and kind of tough. Not worth my money, really.

At least we saw the Turkish ice cream guy! He travels all over Taiwan (I think) and he comes to Old Street pretty often. Being a jokester as always. Some kid is very amused (as is the crowd). I wasn't hungry for ice cream or humiliation, so I didn't get any.

We took our time going back home since... well, the counselors can't do much if we're late. Even if they deduct points, the trip is over and so their only form of blackmail is now void. Even so, we got home early because we didn't have time to go anywhere else, and Old Street isn't far from home.

The dorms are getting emptier and emptier. It's sad seeing everyone go. I almost regret choosing the last day to leave because I'm going to be one of the last. One of the sad things about leaving last is that you try to hold in your tears when people are leaving, since you're still staying... but in actuality, when you actually leave, there's not many people left to cry with. I guess that's why I'm a bit regretful.