It's Over.

Frickin' wow. It's all over. I'm never going to have another class, another lesson, another lunchtime or another extra curriculum. Yesterday was the last day of my forced upon me schooling and I was so unbelievably sad.

The good things about yesterday.
The thing was, here in Australia, the last day in Grade 12 is reffered to as muck up day right? So every teenager over the whole nation is trying to out do each other with really lame pranks just for shigs. Our school was so against muck up day, more then most other schools. For the past 3 weeks, it's been drilled into us that if we do ANYTHING, we'll get suspended. And if you get suspended, you can't go to graduation. And if you can't go to graduation, imagine how cut your mum will be.. :'(.
So everyone was a little freaked out about how the day would run, but having it finished, I honestly couldn't have asked for a better day.

Physics was beautiful. Our teacher for the past 2 and half years gave us a small piece of advice as his parting gift.. He said: "As you grow older, you become more conservative. You stop speaking out, because you feel you have a responsibility not to... This is why, you've got to stay young, for as long as you can. Stay young in your thinking."

Art.. well. Wow. Art was so gorgeous. I cried for honestly 3 hours straight. I just.. I'm crying now. That place means so much to me, it's insane. It taught me everything. All my thoughts pretty much spur from that room, G4. And it's changing during the holidays. No one will be able to live out the experience that I've had there. I won't be able to reminisce with anyone, but myself, because no one went through it like I did. That place.. Just wow. The number of lunch times I spent there. The number of conversations; the number of times, I could pull out a line of thought that I'd always hidden from society because of fear.. the number of times I've just randomly brought these thoughts up with a personal conversation to Ms Wilson. That place meant means so much to me. A massive part of my life, forever.

The final assembly was magical. Our deputy, Pauly B? It's his last year this year. He's finally going into retirement, after 12 years of faithful service to my highschool. He can call that place his. He picked it up from the shits and turned it into a profound school that educates the whole person. He deserves credit for all of its positive outcomes.The speech given to him that day by our vice captain, Mackenzie.. was the most beautiful pattern of words that could've possibly been said by a 17 year old boy. He spoke on behalf of all of us, in every way and like, he doesn't get it, because I can't put enough weight on it.. but he honestly made my day / high school life.

Having that day finished, I feel eager. But I think that's the wrong feeling, I think I should be feeling motivated, but instead I'm just excited for things to start happening around me. I need to kickstart my life, I need to make big decisions with jobs and life and people. I think I'm going to live an ultimately lonely life because no one can share all of my experiences.. I hope in the end that I have kids, because to palm off this knowledge would literally be a blessing.

I've still got exams, so its not like my high school life is over, but that day.. really symbolised a lot. A lot of goodbyes are going to happen in my life, but as long as I have kids and some sort of record to show them.. Everything will live on.

I think I've had enough tears for one day. I'm watching Benjamin Button right now and I can't really stop crying. Thinking about war and whatever. Well, we'll talk about that more when its more relevant, so bye.

Charli

We're meant to lose the people we love, or how else would we know how important they are to us?