This is it.
As I left, I managed to make everyone cry with my immense slideshow skills, hug Dr Smyth (The one-man-wonder of the scientific world and possibly the cutest human being ever to exist), avoid Mrs Viles (prickprickpriiiiiiick!), eat my body weight in cake, resist the urge to sob whilst everyone else was scriking their eyes out and snag a lift home off Biff.
I feel really weird.
And reflective.
I'm not used to this.
It's weird, we had all grown so comfortable with each other, like one really huge disfunctional family and now the school term has chucked us the divorce papers. Hmmm...
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