Graduation or the story that I'm free)

Farewell school - the words from which perhaps it is worth starting a story ... Have a nice reading.

I am 17 years old, this year (June 10) I graduated from school # 23 in Minsk. I finished with a not very good average ball (5.7), but in the place where I would have got there, no matter how sad it was, I try to see the pros everywhere, for example, now I'm free for a whole year (because no one's army Canceled) ...

And now a little sadness, and for someone can nostalgia)

Actually, that's my 11 years of school. I can not say that they passed very quickly, but I can say that I will miss her, more precisely in the last years of school, in people and situations that were. It was a good and cheerful time, a time of falling in love, pain, happiness, resentment, joy, disappointment and much more, but I'm glad that everything turned out as it turned out, because I now have friends, in whom I am sure, a girl (this is not She's in the photo), which I like and memories that will always be with me
It's a little sad to realize that people with whom you have become friends, will just gradually come from your surroundings, and in their place will come others. And in general, further uncertainty, which will continue to lead the horror, because before this 11 years in a row, you knew that you, something is waiting for you, that the summer will end, you go to school.
Now after the end of summer do what you want ... It's even a little creepy.
Separately I would like to say thanks to the 23 schools in which I spent the last 8 years of school life, as well as Svetlana Nikolaevna, who was my class teacher for 7 years.
Well, perhaps it is worth writing farewell for those who are still studying ... (and I'm sure there are some)
Just spend time at school as saturated, fun, unforgettable, because once the school is over.