I dont think i can really comprehend it yet, or consider myself that.
It's weird, I've always knew what I was going to do every year. Go to
another grade, another desk, another chair, another teacher, like everything
is always planned out for me. It is the last year everything is planned out.
I am thanking god no summerschool this summer. I passed gym, and now i am
waiting for finals to be over and summer to officially start. Tomorrow I have math
and then tuesday i have global and.. that's it. :]
i just want friday to come..again
<3 buh byeee