Change

My tutor class has undergone a huge reshuffling and all the classes have been re-graded. So, as of next week, we’ll all be in different classes with new teachers. I find it really sad that I won’t ever see some of those people ever again. Actually, that’s an understatement. 90% of the people won’t be in my classes anymore.

I don’t see how I could possibly have grown so attached to a group of twenty-or-so people who I see only one a week, but I’ll really miss the class. It’s the only tutor I've ever actually looked forward to attending.

It has made me realise how hard it is going to be for me to leave school. Yeh, I know I’m always complaining about how much I hate school and how much I can’t wait to get out and do whatever I want, but when I eventually reach the end of high school, I know it’d be hard to leave. I’m not someone who likes change. Hell, I was the one complaining about how much I didn’t want to leave primary school, whilst everyone else was going crazy over the whole idea of high school.

There are a lot of people who are leaving at the end of this year, none of whom are very close to me, but it still makes me sad to think that next year, everyone will be gone, and there will be a bunch of new people here to replace them. My mum had initially wanted me to change school too. Thank god I convinced her out of it.