And I hugged and cried with people I never thought I would or would have to hug and cry with. Both of my science teachers left (okay, so one left in term two and didn't say goodbye and rumoured reason he left was because he was watching porn at school) and the other one left at the END of the year. I can't STAND this instablity! It's not good for my health. My cousin also got Enviromental Prefect and a girl I knew through cheerleading got Cultural Prefect. People laughed at how stupid I was for crying when I wasn't the one leaving yet (I'm only fourteen and was in Year Nine).
I will never do music again nor art. I won't have that form teacher again.
If you don't attend the last day or any other day you will miss out on the memories like that dumb joke she told, or when your teacher heard your best friend swear in front of him for the first time or that time with chinese whispers and the end result was really dirty.
You will miss that day that could've changed your perspective of a person. You could miss an important lesson on something that could help you on your exam.
And to tell you with all honesty the only time I dreaded class was when I had to hand something in was when I wish I could've had more time to work on it.
Or when I just wanted to catch up on some sleep.
I'm the Zebra, cause I'm loud :) |
My school as not been a prison, anything but that.
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