The holidays are finally here.
It seems wierd after rushing for the various pts (especially one extremely memorable one.not)
,the math test, English and the physics test. It feels wierd to think that the term has already ended. I still recall the first day of term 3, with me rushing for WGP and math pt and History test. I recall staying back, the frantic calls as we did our pts and revised for our exams. It all seems so near, and lasting. I woke up this morning and just realised that is only a term left, before 109 seperates. I will obiously miss my class, however much I hate it at times (oh how I dread those times!) as being with 109 gives me a strange sense of belonging(yah now Im qouting from our lit text) and makes me feel comforted and accepted. I would never have said this but;
I love you, 109.
I will miss you next year.
