End of an Era

Well it would seem that my last friday at school has come to a close. Last religion lesson, last cold rock run, last four period day. I am so very sad about leaving school. It's too soon. I'm not ready. I don't want to leave. Leave everything that's familiar, fun and what I have been trying to get accustomed to the past 5 and a half years. And now that everyone has finally come together it seems we are fast running out of time.

But why have we decided only now to bond? We do it because we can. We do it because it's our last chance. We do it because we may never see these people again and if we don't we may regret it. But still I wonder, why? It only makes it so much harder to leave. So much harder to let go.

I'm going to miss that place. Where so much time has been spent. Where so many of our memories have taken place and where we have grown to become who we are and probably defined who we will be in the future.

I am going to miss these people SO much. I'm going to miss the laughs we've had and the troubles we have faced together. Not just my friends. But the people I see everyday and just say hi to in the playground. The people who I don't see all that often but know are around. The people who I have known since the first day of school. The people who have come in along the way but we still feel like we have known them forever. The people I have only just made friends with. The people who I hear stories about from other people whom I wish I knew better. The people who have shaped who I am today.

And yet we are forced to say goodbye. Forced to leave it all behind. Forced to start over. I wish these days would never end. But nothing this good lasts forever. All we can do now is make the most of what's left.

And that's why we do it. So that when we grow older we can look back and say that "these were some of the best times of my life".

*j