As with all endings, there's a nuance of nostalgia, and oddly, regret. Today was rather unfruitful; a horrendously long assembly that had to eat into precious Econs curriculum time, of all periods, Math and Physics tutorials conveniently got cancelled. Yet, walking around school and seeing people take photos to commemorate the last day of school, you can't help but sink into the atmosphere.
I've got too many thank-yous to make, too many things I will miss greatly about formal education, and yet, it's true that the last day of IP4 felt nothing like the last day of IP2. I distinctly remember tearing down the class decorations, and wishing all over again that I was IP1 (which I still do).
During GP today Ms Chen said not to let 3 hours (of an A Level GP paper) determine your worth. She has always been so sweet and encouraging, and well, people tell you that As are not the end of the world. Which is true, actually, but one can't help but feel stressed all the same.
I regret so much now that I've sacrificed too much study time for things that in retrospect, seem superficial, and I regret that I've never put right the "I hate Econs" and "I hate Physics", and if I'd invested more effort perhaps I wouldn't be struggling so badly. And it's perfectly silly to harp on what I regret but can't do anything about >.<
It's getting so scarily near that "I'm scared" encompasses all emotions because everyone around you knows exactly how it feels.
Good luck J2s/ IP4s, we're this
