It's my last day of classes. I'm sitting in the computer lab right now, waiting for Amanda to come back with the disk so that we can finish our web design project. It's my last free. I'm sad. Well, no. I lied. I'm sorta sad. But I'm happy too. This is bittersweet.

I can hardly believe that it's been four years. They've passed by in a blur. And I won't deny it, but I'm gonna miss this place terribly. All the memories, good and bad, were worth it. I'm content with the person I've become. There are still improvements that need to be made, but I'm on the right track. And I'm convinced that I would not be the person I am today if I never came here. And I'm glad I came here. I don't want to be any other way.

I'm definitely gonna miss the security. Everything within these walls are safe and familiar. I don't handle changes well. Although I complain about monotony a lot, I do enjoy it. I know what's around the corner and behind each door and I'm gonna miss that feeling. A lot.

And I'll miss all the people I've met. All the teachers, all the acquaintances, and especially all the friends.

Especially Amanda.

You can pretty much assume that you have a best friend when you wonder how you'll survive without her. You know you have a best friend when other people wonder it too and tell you.



Bell rang. Schools out.

And so ends my last day of classes at MRHS.

I don't know how to feel.