Dear Witty,
Today was pretty much my last day of school, and I
don't think it's fully hit me yet. I've been tearing
for the last few weeks, and I welled up in assembly, but
that's it. I guess it's because the majority of the
people, I'll see a few more times, because of exams and
revision sessions, and other little things that will be happening
before prom, and I think that's when it will hit me. When
everyone is at prom, saying goodbye, and I'm sat at home
because I decided not to go.
I'm honestly having second thoughts, but now
it's too late. Mint. My mentor asked me the other day if
I'd changed my mind, because she changed hers and decided to
buy a ticket, but I can't. The prom is in 1 month, and
there's no way I could get everything in that amount of time.
I actually wished she'd have changed her mind sooner, because
then I probably would have gone, and probably sat with her all
night, making jokes and talking like we always do.
I don't actually see her as a teacher, I never
have. We have the kind of relationship that involves her pulling
faces at me whenever I see her, and forcing me to attend revision
and then laughing at my misery because she knows I respect her
too much to say no. She's extremely annoying, but I swear
she's so much like me it's unreal. Practically everyone
has said that when I'm her age, I'll be exactly like her
and some people have even said we look alike.. I don't
consider that a bad thing though, because I think she's
actually amazing. She's pretty much the only reason this year
has been bearable and she has helped me so much. I'm actually
going to miss her. Which sounds so sad considering she's a
teacher, but she's actually a teacher that I don't mind
being stuck with, because whenever we meet, all we do is sit and
talk.
I talk to her how I talk to my sister, so I guess
she's actually more like a sister than a
teacher. She
looks after me, talks to me, gives me hugs and gives me a kick up
the backside when I need it. I never thought I'd ever get
that close to a teacher.. I honestly thought that every teacher
hated me, and had totally given up, and that was it.
I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was wrong.
Love from, me. xo
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