The Handshake.

2 A*'s, 7 A's, 2 B's and a C.

If anyone cares, that's what my GCSE grades looked like when I opened the envelope.
Enough of that though, it's all behind me. I did get quite a bit of money though, wooh!

Tomorrow afternoon, I'll be stepping off of a minibus and unloading my luggage at a certain college in Brighton. It's a boarding school, which means I'll be moving out of London to start my new life. I know it's mad but when somebody gives you an opportunity like this its not really wise to pass it up, right?

The last few days have been really weird actually. Thursday was okay, got my envelope danced around for a few seconds then made a couple of phone calls, nothing special really. As I got into the school there was a massive crowd of people rushing to see whether all those years of not revising and procrastinating had paid off...including me, =P

Anyway, the thing that got me the most on Thursday was that it was the real last day. The idea that we probably would never see most of the people in our year group again was overshadowed by the mix of emotions that everyone was feeling at the time...elation, surprise, disappointment, sadness, fear (you know who you are lol), pride, confusion, freedom- the list goes on. It only hit me late in that day that some of the people who I'd grown up with since primary school might never be within a mile of me again. Crazy.

Me and Shelomoh were walking home and we got to his lift. He opened the door and got in. We just looked at each other but we were both silent. I can't explain what was going through our heads at that time, (I know this story is sounding a bit gay but you know how it is =P) but it must have been something because we both nodded at each other and he put out his hand and I shook it. That was it. As the door to lift closed and he went upstairs, I felt a massive knot in my stomach as the guilt of me "leaving" most of my friends behind crept up on me.

That silent moment, those 3 seconds that we were shaking hands...all of the memories that me and this guy had shared for the last 15 years came back and I seriously was just lost for words.

Anyway, there's too much to fit in this post and I don't want it to be too long so if i remember anything else I'll tell you tomorrow. But yeah my last day is still going on and at the moment it's pretty...crap? Shit weather, shit plans- but shit loads of money.
I normally don't complain,

But hey, that's how it is right?
Cya,,
J'x