now thats the end of that chapter

It has been a hectic week...
I've thought over so many things over the last few days. First thing, talking to my friends, and going, “ohh man, remember in year 7 we did this this and that and in year 8 that that and that”.
There were just so many and the convo’s got to points where I started tearing up. Like fuck :(, it was so happy back then. The experiences are priceless.
Also, including those speeches that the captain and people did, it made me go a bit teary. I held it back.

Ms Blake....
I may have hated her, but really, she’s done so much for us, organising everything, calling up my parents bcz I jigged, being late, everything!, but without her I wouldn’t be who I am right now. She’s been by my side since the first day. 6 years gone by. I would really like to, say in 20-30 years time, see her again, and chat/have a few laughs about the experiences. I guess we could do a reunion sometime soon too, where we all come back, and see each other/talk.

Keeping in touch was many of the things I told people to do
People like Jimmy He, Eddy Kent, Bailey, and all that...
Like, they were really close friends in year 7 and year 8, but onwards, I kind of drifted off. Now that graduation day has come, I really hope we’ll still keep in touch, have a few laughs about the times together in year 7 and 8, or even onwards.

Last night, at about 1 AM when I got home, I had a shower and started reading the yearbook. couldn’t let it go.. At some points I was gonna like cry. You know what else I’m gonna miss..
School.
The school itself, you know, I may go to school to play some basketball, or go there to do my HSC in 20 days time, BUT, I will never get to go back to a classroom, with friends, with a teacher pestering you what to do. There won’t be any conversations with friends, where a teacher will go "shut up stop talking", or “tuck your shirt in”, or uniform pass checks, or whatever. Everything!
I wish we could re-live those memories.
I didn’t really like it, when I started acting sad, and people go, 'fucks sake, your gonna be back here in like 20 days time.. Seriously.
And I’m u don’t understand.. Srsly.

I will also miss teachers, they’ve just done so much for me, not just teaching me maths or science, but rules of life. I remember many of the teachers, telling me, rules of life, well not rules, but like, what makes you a better man. Especially the teachers like Mr Edwards, Towner, Coolston, argh.. so many to list. And omg.. my year 8 history teacher, Mr Landsberger. He was always so nice to me. We also had him for rollcall, from like year 9-10 and a bit of 11. And there are also unknown teachers, who I’ve had, like Ms Berios. I haven’t seen her for ages, like since start of year 11 when I had her. She gives me quite a few memories in class. Not doing homework and getting like 12 letters a term, for incomplete homework. I hated you. But now, I call that an experience in your class. There’s so many things to name, so I think I’ll stop now.
Haha I’ve had so many random thoughts, of things like the movie ‘click’.
Rewind in life, and watch what life was like back then, watch urself, smile, jump around or whatever. Argh, well, it’s just thoughts...

This might sound gay, but listening to the song Graduation – Vitamin C, really touches me. It’s so cliché though, but whatever. Even in year 11, after listening and watching the music video, I got a bit weird. These things started hitting me harder and harder, since the end of year 11, and into year 12. I remember clearly, and also saying to my parents, “There’s only 3 terms left of schooling”


Everything’s still weird, that it just ended like that. I don’t think I have reacted to it yet, but whenever I think about it, its: ‘yesterday was our last time together as a group, at school, in our uniforms, and class rooms and also our last time with teachers, although we may still be able to keep in touch with them after a number of years.

ALSO the people that you just ‘see’ everyday and say hi to and the people that we have never actually gotten to know, I will miss that too. Stangely.
High school will always be a part of me, and I will never forget it.

Ha-ha I’m like writing a captains speech here or something
but I really feel better writing this.

I also realised, we all have to move on in life. We won’t be in high school forever.

OMG and you know what I hate, adults going to me,
“You have finished high school, everything after high school will go so fast, past your eyes, in a flash, and you’ll be where we are now”.

Anyway, recap of the last few week of school:

Monday:
I think I blogged already. Didn't do much, classes were empty, and yea..
Kelvin came over after school, watched some movies and that's about it.

Tuesday:
It was the manly 'science' picnic. We met up at Hurstsville in the morning, and got our daytripper tickets, which we paid 2 dollar extra for to the school for some reason, and headed off to Circular Quay. Walked around the beach, then got ourselves some coffee, and talked. It was mainly me, Alvin and S.Lew..

Did get extremely boring, but yea.. We caught a ferry back to Circular Quay, and then headed off to Allans Music, for some guitar strings and to test out some new guitars.

After that, we went net cafe.. killed 3 and a half hours on COD2. Me, Ushan, Stephen, Alvin, James, John Cho, Jeff, and forgot who else.

Wednesday:
It was the muck up photo day. I got to school, got bored. And so I found Jared.. he brought his guitar and a new set of strings.. so I spent the first period restrining it and polishing it. Then after that, it was second period, where we prepared for muck up. It was hilarious, Neon, J.Lin, Froggy, Alvin, and all dressed up as St George Girls.. in their uniform, but just a lil sluttier (froggy) LOL. It was so fking hilarious.

I was in the VA room, so I found a piece of cloth and yea.. put it over myself. I know its lame, but its the least I can do.

And so, we took the muck up photos, raided a few classes rooms, and had our fun. After that, we went home. Oh yea, we had pho with GMan/Chrislee and S.Lew..

Pretty exciting day.

Thursday:
It was our junior uniform day. Sean came early in the morning to school and brought me a blue shirt, and I brought a junior tie. It was a hilarious day, took heaps of photos/luvos, with nearly everyone in the grade.

I decided to stay the whole day. “Make the most out of the last day of class and at tech”. I stayed till 3:05, waited patiently for the bell, and got on the school bus. Wearing the junior uniform made the day even better, as it reminded us of the old days, catching the bus after school, waiting for the bell, and all that. Ahh.. the good old days.

Then after that, me and Sean went library, chilled till he had tutoring. Then this graduation thing started hitting me. Hard, in the head, and yea.. cried a bit.

Friday:
Sad day :’(
Got to school heaps early in the morning, helped out Mr Owens set up the equipment and stage for the group. Then after, I got my brekkie, and headed off to rehearsal. I got my solos and all that prepared and ran it through with the group. I wasn’t too happy with the guitar solo though, it was too soft they said. Oh well. Then I soloed again, the school song haha. It was like the remixed version. Oh and what I also noticed, was that alot of people cried. I held my self back, but looking down from the stage, like 30-40 odd people were crying. It’s so sad, especially when Francis was making a speech. I would’ve cracked, but yea, biting myself not to.

Anyway, after that, we caught the bus to “Doltone House” and had our luncheon there. I got my shirt signed, and a lot of pictures taken. It was emotional, watching the videos, the captin making the speech, the principal, and all that. Argh, it was sad. Memorable though. Had a good meal too :D. I said most of my goodbyes that day.

After that, we went to Steve’s house.. had a beer played some guitar and sang some songs. That was when I started turning emotiona;. It was with the group I have hung around for like the past 3 years.. with like Neon, Jlin, Sean, etc. Funny Eric had half a bottle of beer, and started acting weird. He saw a tennis ball fly in the sky, and we looked, nothing was there. Randomest guy..

So after bumming there, we went to Ramsgate met up with Neon’s STG friends. Played footy on the beach, took some photos, and yea, had a bit of fun. At night, we went Brighton, a much better place. Frank and Neon bought so much alki. Frank had a bottle of vodka. Funny, he had HALF a bottle!!, that huge bottle that is. THEN smoked 4 puffs of weed, and he was so fking dead/gone. He was like nearly dropping on the ground, but not quite. It was scary. We played a few games in the dark, ran around the beach, sang some songs. It was quite fun, and yea, a good way to spend the night. Later we got driven by Maz, I think that’s her name, and yea, got home quite late.

When I got home, sat down, and looked at my signed shirt. Memories/thoughts again.. then sat down with my dad and had a long talk about high school, and what after. It really is a big upstage, to finish high school, and head off into this new world out there. I had a look at the portfolio, and the yearbook. Oh and also the report. Fucking shittest report ever, but wateva.

Then went to sleep.

Today, I have family friends coming over, just gonna chill/relax. Have a bit of fun.

What a week it’s been. Seriously.
This shall remain on this blog forever, and I will read back to this as often as I can.

Good Bye People.

(LOL 1817 Words! More than any assignment I did! :D)