I really don’t know quite how I should be feeling at the moment, events today have just been missiling me, one after the other, and I can’t possibly say what’s most on my mind. but right now Jason Wade is screaming First Time in a joyful sort of way and that mood almost fits. We’ll see.
They gave us all CDs today before the final assembly and I was really pleased to find on it the slideshow that I assume they played at the Ball - I had been elsewhere by then and it was one of the things I’d been really sorry to miss, so, fwee.
The leaver’s assembly was lovely this morning. I cried, because I am a wuss. I had just told Lou that I didn’t think I would and then we all stood to sing Jerusalem, and suddenly I was off. And then after her little talk, Miss O’C read that poem, the one that she’d read on this day last year, the one that had seemingly pursued Lou and I for a lot of last summer, and which had given me quite a bit of comfort when I needed it. Yeah, apparently I have lots of poems like that. So that set me off properly, and from there the lower years sang us songs, three of them, and then there was really no hope. It was a good farewell.
Tonight I am going to sort out some paperwork, ahah, and be generally quiet and perhaps be mildly sociable by watching House with Chris. We’ll see. There are some people I haven’t talked to in a while and would like to - actually, take it back, we’re going to see Shrek instead.
