It's grade 12.

I know at this time next year, I will be separated from some of my good friends. Some will go there, some stay here, and some far away.

Its a sad thought but right now, we still have nine months ahead of us.

Nine months of memories waiting to happen.
I can't wait for this final year.

Right now, I feel as if today is only the beginning of the end...

but as everyone says,
it's merely the end of the beginning.

(But lets not think about that for another neuf months)