Parting is such sweet sorrow...

Well, bittersweet really. Today is our last day at school. We had cake and sweets with the teachers, lovely. Yesterday night lots of us went for a Chinese meal that was quite delicious. I also had my last class with the ever so lovely year 10 accelerated whom I love, we had cake and sweets (again) and I improvised us a little pop quizz on French culture. I feel rather bad for the poor cover teacher (their actual teacher wasn't in) who had to bear our racket while he was working on some things... but hey, I took care of the lesson for him.

Tonight we might go to Canal Street again, for a last last time. Hopefully. I need to check with the_swordman, but that way we could actually see a couple of teachers once more. And possibly stop by the Vanilla to get some stickers. It's weird to think that I might not go there again...

I haven't cried so far, though I did get a bit teary now and then. I've just enjoyed this year here so very much, and now leaving this life behind is a bit on the heartbreaking side. Of course, I'll be happy to see/chat with all of you again, so that helps with the transition. Not to mention greenie_breizh.

So that was it. My last post from Lymm High School. It feels odd to press the "send" button.