Things like partings are the beggining of meetings, and when there are endings there are begginings....Right now, I don't want to hear those kind of worn out words.
Please, cry with me. If nothing can be done, then for now, I want us to atleast cry together. For losing all that it held, and not having one gaurantee. The fear of living in the world once more, with just a small bit of hope as support.
Atleast cry. Cry. I want to cry, like the day I was first born into this world."
- Akito, Fruits Basket Manga
"Ugh, 12th just seems to stretch on forever. Comparitively, 11th just flew by. It was so much fun that we never realised when it ended."
When I first heard my senior say those words with a discontented sigh, I found it hard to believe that what she said might be true. At the age of 12, in seventh class, years of my only woe, school, seemed to stretch before me. When each day seemed to drag so, how could a year fly by, even if it was fun?
And now here I am, older, not much wiser, and definitely more experienced. I still find some fault with my senior. It wasn't just 11th that flew by. 12th did too.
And all of a sudden, the much hated school, is over.
Why is it, that as soon as you stand to lose something it suddenly appeals to you even more? Years spent in cursing school, wishing that dreaded institution would just go up in smoke, cherishing each holiday and thinking of excuses to bunk.... and now selfishly, I wish it had lasted longer.
The last two years I spent in school, ironically, are the best in my entire life. Perhaps it was because it was going to end. Perhaps it was as Nikita said, becuase we get more independence as seniors, and tend to have more fun than studies, instead of the other way around. Me, I think it was because of the pople I got to spend it with, and the times we enjoyed together. School doesn't symbolise torture anymore. To me, it has become a place to laugh of all my worries with my friends, and to enjoy ourselves without concern, a little longer. To all my firends- you guys are the best!! I can't put into words how much you mean to me( though you should have some idea. Hey, you make me miss school!)
I've posed for my last class photo ( no more agonising over how I look!! yea rite) and the Farewell is past us (Kudos to our juniors for that one. None of us are likely to forget that evening in a hurry). Nikita has been crowned Miss Popularity (No surprises there! Does being best friends with her mean I'm popular too?:p) and Jayant is Mr. Army School (talk about a dark horse).
And now our own personal midnight draws closer, when the spell is broken and reality is thrust upon us. As much as I wish it would never come, time doesn't stop, and unfortunately our magic isn't strong enough to sustain the spell. I can only hope that it is strong enough to tie us together in the harsh realm of reality, and remind us that happiness is inside of us, waiting for when we are together again.
So here I go, to figure out happiness, me,my friends, and the world in general. Wish me luck!
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