Another Year of School is Over...

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Well, it's officially summer and my friend Anne had the same feeling as she walked out those high school doors, sadness of leavening an old place behind. She got a sweet note for a teacher I knew and loved how thoughtful she had been to that teacher, with all the coffee and smiles she had shared with him, I was abit emotional about that with the fact that the note that the teacher had given her on her year book was a whole lot different from mine, I put my heart and soul into trying to make some sort of professional friendship with that teacher but I guess I didn't make anything, I was just being a friendly student nothing more then that.

I can't hold grudges about this one particular person who I looked up to, I can't keep looking back to wonder if he'll still remember me when I come back in two years.

I'm abit  hurt that this summer I won't be able to check on that teacher and catch up with them through email, even though I haven't been emailing them either but still I care about them and not enough of myself, ya see I put other before me and that's not what I'm supposed to do in life I need to focus on myself and then ask how the person been.

I feel like this year was a waste, a waste of time, money and fun. I have to go to prom with a good friend of mine who practically has time to look at me straight through the eyes and talk, all she does is go on her phone and says that people use her for things. I do anything to make her know that I'm there listening and hearing to what she has to say but then again she gets antsy and messes with her when she's not sure what to say to someone, it's either that or she's just nervous about something.

I feel like I'm the one getting stepped on and not even knowing it because the heel doesn't hit me, eventually it doesn't and I get hurt even more, crying and letting my feeling out like I am now.

What am I supposed to do now that another year of high school is over and I wasn't even apart of it.

No more talking to teachers
No more playing mr nice guy, I need to be straight with myself at times
And no more people who use me for dumb shit.

Goodnight I need to blow off some of this steam before I get more emotional 😭

-Serg

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