Night Basin

So this past Saturday I, along with my fellow matrics, set up my final art exhibition. 

It was simultaneously joyful and sad. Now it's all over. Everything that I've looked forward to, is now over. Ever since I fist saw a matric exhibition when I was still in prep school, I always wondered what mine would look like, and there it is.

Another element of school which has come to an end. Never again will I look forward to going to my down stairs art class. Never again will is wonder what my final exhibition will look like. 

These last few days, as I walk through school, I've been noticing a change. I look around at the people and the school and it feels like I've already left. I don't feel part of the school any more and probably never will again. I know I should feel excited, and yes I do, but I am very sad as well. 

Did I have best ever school experience?

Probably not, but it was still good enough to miss it from time to time.