A solid four month she said, a solid four month left. I'm not scared, but I'm worried and sad. I've been wondering what I have done in the past 6 months. One by one of us will be gone, searching for their own identity, creating their own path. We will leave our dearest school and teachers. The pressure seems to be slightly decreasing in the past few weeks. I still wonder if that is a good thing or otherwise. I know one thing for sure, it is an end and a new beginning entwine at the same time.
