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it's been about a month.
today i was at Brearley for this new kid math stuff. it was actually really fun. Hilary and I hung out with this girl named Virginia the whole time, she was hysterical and really cool and I'm really excited to be in the same grade as her. But after Brearley I went back to Grace for play practice. And as much as I was dreading going, when I got there I was so happy. Being able to just separate for a few hours and then come back to gcs is so comforting..makes you realize how much of a home it is, no matter how much we say we hate it. I'm scared that next year I'm going to need to come back, but not be able to. But when I do come back it wont be the same, because it wont be everyone. I obviously want to stay in touch with my friends, but the reason I really love grace is because how amazing my grade is..no matter how retarded we all are, and how we fight and how we complain endlessly about some of our grade, i love them all in a way that i dont even get. I am going to miss you all so much, class of 2005, you've been my life for too long to give up which is why graduation is so surreal and misunderstood still next year strikes.
today i was at Brearley for this new kid math stuff. it was actually really fun. Hilary and I hung out with this girl named Virginia the whole time, she was hysterical and really cool and I'm really excited to be in the same grade as her. But after Brearley I went back to Grace for play practice. And as much as I was dreading going, when I got there I was so happy. Being able to just separate for a few hours and then come back to gcs is so comforting..makes you realize how much of a home it is, no matter how much we say we hate it. I'm scared that next year I'm going to need to come back, but not be able to. But when I do come back it wont be the same, because it wont be everyone. I obviously want to stay in touch with my friends, but the reason I really love grace is because how amazing my grade is..no matter how retarded we all are, and how we fight and how we complain endlessly about some of our grade, i love them all in a way that i dont even get. I am going to miss you all so much, class of 2005, you've been my life for too long to give up which is why graduation is so surreal and misunderstood still next year strikes.