I don't really understand what it is about endings that leave you so confused. Is it the excitement of what's going to come next, or the distress of leaving something imperfect, yet beautiful behind. Tomorrow's my last board exam. It's the last time I'll ever go to school in my uniform. The uniform I adore and the school I love immensely. I know its really not the time to think about endings, its almost 2 am and I have my Commerce paper tomorrow, technically today. But I can't help but think about how HPS is/was/will be everything that signifies truth to me. I'm obsessed with that place.I knew this day was coming, but little did I know that this is how I would feel. So desolate.
Endings.. The paths that lead you to new beginnings. I don't know where this path is going to take me, don't know what obstacles are going to come ahead.. All I know is, my journey in HPS was inexplicably perfect and I can't even break down how much I'm gonna miss everything about it. Today a part of me feels very empty. No more shopping for new uniforms, no more school food and no more going to that wonderful place that makes me so happy. That feeling when you get when you walk into school, when you see that building, when you see your friends, your teachers.. All those people you love.
12 years of unforgettable memories. Can that feeling ever be replaced? I look at it all, and wonder.