The end of school, it seems weird and my emotions are confused about it.
On one hand i'm so glad it's over, most of my friends are older so I hate talking about 'school' and seeming young, also it means a new independence and a new stage filled with new things. I think i'm ready to move on, school bores me and I fall asleep in lessons. It's too formal, too regimented and I find the rules stupid, e.g. no second piercings (not that I have one), no nail polish,it's not going to harm our education...
On the other hand I hate goodbyes, and that's the hard part. Knowing that most of these people i'm never going to see again. I'm going to miss some of my teachers (Mrs Martin - if you ever read this) and their wit, and all the effort they put into their work (Mr A)!
Here are some photos from our leavers tea party. (Can you tell it's an all girls school...)
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| My tall ginger friend. x |
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| House Drama Buddies |
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| ICT Class of 2013 |
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| Sarah and I have been in the same class since p1. I used to be considerably taller than her... |
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| Me and my Bezzie Han. x |
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