End of.

It’s finally coming to the end of my school days, well in secondary anyway. I think I’m going to miss my stupid little school, I’ll miss my friends, my teachers, oh but I definitely won’t miss the uniform or the hot summer days in a school blazer.
It will be sad when we leave, but most of us are going to the same college or to ones that are close to each other. I’m still going to talk to all the people I talk to now.
I’m also looking forward to prom now; I think it should be good. To me prom means the end of school, the end of being a horrible teenager and actually moving on to become an adult. And plus we all get to look snazzy in out dresses and suits.
So I wish everyone luck on their exams and then leaving to go to college.