So here it is...
The day I've been fearing since around September last year. The thought of the day coming has been in the back of my mind, nibbling away since September. This day? The final day of the school year.
However, I must admit I am midly optimistic. Sure, I was midly optimistic last year on the last day of term, but then it was for reason that was dependant on something: i.e. Steve (if you remember him) phoning me. This time, it is a more solid reason for this optimism. I am optimsitc because... well, life is, good.
Looking back, this year has been one of the best of recent memory. I met loads of new people and became a sixth former, gaining my own area of the school then I became a mentor and made numerous friends in year 7. Unlike last year, I actually became friends with them. Workwise I did okay, and I got about five commendations: one for each interim report. Which is pretty groovy!
Today itself was a reasonable day. I was friendly with the various year 7s, including Alex and played football and such. A girl in year 7 gave me her e-mail address (and I gave her mine) though I don't fancy her (despite what the others may say, she's just a friend) and the general mood was... good. The whole ended with morning talk, but now comes an interesting bit. If you read only two or so sentances in this topic, make sure it's these. As I came in, I heard a song starting. I recognised it as Time of your Life by Green Day. I was amazed. Why? Because during the summer hols, last year I dreamt that in the first morning talk of term, that the headmaster gave a speach (he does these things) and then it played as everyone filled out. Today, it played when we came in, not on the first day but the last. Then a speach did occur and the song did play as we filled out. It was great!
Karate also took place and I got graded and passed so I am now a yellow belt.
Anyhow, this year is over. I feel like I've acheived quite a bit this year, and things have been good overall. Now the summer holidays begin, but I feel good. In Sims 2 terms, my aspiration meter is quite high. Gold or yellow. So now, I can look foward to the future and next year with high hopes. I mean, I have much less reason to be depressed this year than I did last year. I mean, I AM actually friends with various people, with Alex, with Tom, with whoever while with Steve, I was never even close. My relationship is secure, so I have nothing to fear. So now the hols begin. Though they are long and will no doubt be hard, I am optimstic that they'll be better than last year. During these hols, I hope to get a job and also learn Icelandic. Next year, and the future in general, seems quite exciting and I'm looking foward to it. I hope to have some contact with at least one of the year 7s, whether that's Alex, Tom or whoever, but whatever. The thing that's most downing is my missing of various people (including many year 13s who've left) but I expect I'll see them again (except probably Tim who's moved to Canada) and the summer hols, though long, will pass soon. Just hope I can get the most out of them as possible.
Sorry for a whole post about me, but then I don't do such things very often, do I?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?