User blog:Grizzly Bear/Missing High School...

So tomorrow, everyone in town will finally be able to return to school. The teachers in my province have been striking since June, and it's caused us to be pushed back almost three weeks. Still, I'm glad that this extremely long-running issue (this has been going on as far back as 2002) is finally starting to be resolved.

I enjoyed my five years, although it was only the final three where I really had a good time. The classes usually weren't a total drag to go through (except Math and History, which both had no real redeeming qualities); Drama was fun, PE was fun when we weren't playing another game of volleyball, and Writing class was what made me realize how much I loved to do it. Law was interesting, French was boring when we weren't distracting the teacher (she loved to tell stories), English introduced me to a few amazing novels, and everything else is forgotten by now. It's been a short time since 2008.

I knew my grad class by face, full name, and personality by the time the day came where we all got in our gowns and received out certificates. A good half of them I had known for as long as six years. All of them, I could sit down and have a conversation without any hesitation. Not bad for a girl who used to cringe at the thought of talking to someone who wasn't her mother or sibling.

I know that most people have less-than-fond memories of school when they look back, which is why I'm feeling pretty lucky to have had such a nice time. I liked finally coming out of my shell of shyness and realizing that friends were good to have. That's why I'll be sad to see my boyfriend going back tomorrow to the place I loved, to what could fairly be called one of my favorite places I've visited.

Not like I was gonna stay there forever, though. :) I knew someone who had to repeat two entire grades before he finally finished this year and I bet everyone was sad to see him go too.