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To be honest, I'm not really a very emotional guy. Most things don't really bother me as such, and I've always got the view that what happens happens, and you can't change it, so don't let it get to you.
But today was different.
Seeing people for the very last time that you've known for 5 years isn't a great experience; it's genuinely upsetting. You go to say goodbye to someone you remember upsetting at some point, and it really hurts, it's weird, you suddenly want to make it right, but there's no time to.
The cool thing was the whole 'as one' feel. I've never seen so much love and friendship in one place. Boys and girls both in tears, some covered with egg and flour (you know how last days go), some just hugging people and refusing to let go. My torso is cloaked in goodbye messages, as is everyone's shirts, and everyone is together.
I know it all sounds a bit soppy realy, and it probably is, but it was just so unexpected. Even though I'll probably see half of my mates in the exams next week, it still felt awful saying goodbye to them.
There isn't really much else to say. Just thought I'd share the experience with you all. Heh, I can feel the tears welling as I write this, I kid you not.
> Aw bless.
> And after college/uni, you'll be tossed into a world of bills, debt
> & trying to keep your head above water whilst everybody else
> tries to push you under. A world where exams & qualifications
> dont count for anything.
You're going to be one fine teacher.
But you do speak the thruth, it's cruel, and no one cares.
It doesn't really bother me that I'll never see a lot of the people again. I made a lot of acquaintances at school, but the only people I really want to see in the future are my closest friends. I've got a shirt full of signatures and messages to remember everyone else by.
And seeing Poopots (we go to the same school) wreck his bike was an awesome and hilarious way to end my school life.
And after college/uni, you'll be tossed into a world of bills, debt & trying to keep your head above water whilst everybody else tries to push you under. A world where exams & qualifications dont count for anything.
Will be pretty wierd, but it'll be good.
School and college there was much more of a build up to the end of them and we good when they finished, but i knew with each of them i had something to go on to,
School-College-Uni
Now i am just looking to get a job in london and to hear back from a games company about work experience.
As I rode my old bike to school that day, with the intentions of trashing it, we took it down to our local shop which we normally go to for lunch. We absolutely killed it but the owners phoned the police so we took of with what was left of the evidence and dumped it in a field.
Over the last two years most of my closer friends have left 6th Form too, so when I leave at the end of next week I won't be so bothered.