Leaving school. #ClassOf2014.

1:02 AM:
So I've been waiting for this day to come.. Leaving- I mean, who hasn't ever once said to themselves in school: "I can't wait to leave.." yeah, I was one of those people. If I'm honest, I despised school in year 9: nearly every morning it was annoying to wake up and get dressed to go school; don't get me wrong, I had friends and I know that I shouldn't be complaining because others have/had it worse but it was inevitable. Thus, I made new friends anyway: year 9 was a year full of dramas,emotions and confusions- i was growing up and body parts (still am) but it was change-which i wasn't used to.. still not.

When you reach the final year, you begin to appreciate your friends more and create more memories together because one: you're either going to say goodbye to friends who are going to different colleges, or two: you're the one that's saying goodbye to your friends- I'm number two (heh). It honestly, truly pained me saying goodbye to my friends: yes, I live fairly close but come on- what is life without feelings? Not going to lie, I over-thought a lot (adding onto my exams I had) thinking: "I'm going to be replaced." and hearing off others that they're scared I will replace them..Nah, not ever going to happen;Yes we will meet different people and make new friends, but they can't replace memories-never. 

What did leaving feel like? 

Strange: I don't know how to put it into words but there's this sense of relievement that I've left and I'm moving to a college where there's no drama and it's a fresh, clean start. I've always planned to move to another college because it's easier, otherwise i'd never forgive myself- that was a promise. When I took a lot of pictures with my classmates, I observed  those who actually hugged me and said 'I'm going to miss you so much' and those who walked off after a photo..there's a difference, trust me. 

Summary of my secondary school:

Hilarious: I've grown into a woman, I've learnt to make wise decisions and I've learnt a lot off my teachers! In addition, I've made some life-friends who have been there for me when I have broken down and I needed a helping hand; I'm not going to lie, I've publicized 'friends' who I thought had helped me, but they never did.. those are liars. I'm easy going though, I can cut many out of my life before you say the word 'boomting' (metaphorically speaking of course). Despite the fact I hated year 9, I would ironically say it's my favorite year because I hung out with many people and from then, I learnt what kind of group to associate with.

I've seen my friends change and most people's personalities are brilliant, others, are poor. I mean, we all got out of that annoying year 7 and 8 phase which was life changing and my year is a brilliant, hilarious year..especially including the memories of me and alcohol.
Here are some leaver's photos and some old photos throughout the years: