| I'm going to miss Twain, oh my goodness I am going to miss Twain. Lots of people say they won't, but they will. Well, most of them will. I'm going to miss everything about it, even the dumb things, because you won't have the same people and the same things going on in Stuyvesant. It feels, just like Omika said, like everything has finally come together only to be torn apart. Everything suddenly started making sense, y'know? I've made the most amazing friends who I have so much fun with, and I'm going to miss our inside jokes and our fun lunch periods in more ways than like ten. I'm going to miss Rachael's sexual banter and Elizabeth's sarcastic comments and laugh. I'm going to miss Monica wanting to "change the subjet" and Jenny making retarded faces. I'm going to miss Nan staring at us like we're all retarded, and most of all I'm going to miss that feeling of fitting in and known that I belong here, with my closest friends. I don't know what I'm going to do without that, I really don't. No matter what ANYONE says, I will NEVER again be blessed with the amazing friends that I made this year, I can't be that lucky. Enjoy your last few days, your last days of running down the halls laughing with your friends, jumping down the stairs with your retarded buddies, having water fights in the bathrooms and making fun of eachother and talking at lunch and the inside jokes and the laughter and the happiness and AW IM GOING TO CRY. |
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