Grade Nine Graduation

Graduation was really sad. You know, as every name was called individually, I couldn’t help thinking how much I’m going to miss everyone next year. I really hope that I’m in someone’s class next year that I know. Everybody looked so nice and I got to sit beside Mike and Mark and I got three awards. (Please give me ten million dollars so I don’t have to go to school anymore, oh, magic lamp of learning…)

All the while I was completely dreading what number I’d be looking at when I looked at my math Provincial mark later that night… but it seems my dread was in vain… 90%! I started to cry, honestly. Just the combination of everything… I just burst into tears. Mark beat me on every exam but one and I didn’t even care! That’s how happy I was. We took group grad pictures by my grade eight locker and I got a picture of Mark and I in front of the school. I was informed by Alison and Flo that he was blushing, hahaha! They were laughing so hard at him. It was such a good night… and even now I feel like taking a megaphone and telling the world my math mark! Yay!