So today was my penfest! For those who don't know what it is, it's officially the last day of our school lives where we scribble little memories on each other's shirt with marker or pen( that's why penfest)
It was so enticing to see all the people of my 12 years of schooling gather in a place, suddenly remembering each one of them, laughing, saying "we were together in first grade, remember?" And the other person would have a sudden moment of remembrance and exclaim " ofcourse I do!". Writing things like "best buddy in highschool". It all ends here. I'm excited for the new beginning that is, college, but it's like a old place, where you used to visit everytime you were happy or sad, being destroyed by bulldozers.
school no matter how revolting, how disgusting it might be, it's always special, and maybe it's not the school but the friends, the fights, the gossips, the fact that there is another place other than your home where you have people to look out for you. Been spending 12 years here, and I, right now feel like a child who has her favourite toy being taken away from her.
But the good thing is we met each other and we have tons of memories!
I'll miss this, the building, the people here, the daily monotonous yet friendly routine, and maybe just maybe, some teachers as well.
