Seeing all these “What I’m going to do right after the HSC statuses”
Then I think back to mine. It was so quiet, almost solemn.
I went over to the shops to shout Jewlz a can of Monster (or two, I can’t remember) bought Kit-Kat for Katherine as celebration chocolate. The last exam was IT, as far as I remember.
We finished early as always, no one was left in the school. The sun was slowly setting and it was doing that thing where it lit up St Marys in this nice shade of yellow. I remember Jewlz, Russ and I were sitting at the shelter waiting for her to come outside. Because she finished up as well.
She didn’t want the Kit-Kat as it had partially melted and even our little efforts to put it in the welfare centre’s fridge did no good as it was liquified. So we bid our farewells and said we’ll see her on Graduation. Walking out to the car Jewlz opened up the Kit-Kat to prove that it turned to liquid then froze again.
It was a quiet afternoon. There were no celebration guns, just a couple of good friends, enjoying each other’s company with a block of chocolate (Which mind you made the back seat dirty cause Jewlz does not know how to eat chocolate properly.) The drive home was nice. It was soothing to know that there were no more high pressure exams left, no more pressures by the board to achieve further than we’d needed.
It was just calm and quiet. Maybe it’s cause our last exams weren’t going to be with most of our fellow students and friends. It’s hard to get that kind of feeling of calm and safety, I feel it from time to time, but usually. It’s for a split second, then I return to my normal self.
A calm and quiet exit from St Marys. It was nice.
