I just finished my last day of work. I'm more nostalgic about it than I was really expecting, I guess I just took for granted that I see these kids every day and didn't really think about what would happen at the end of the year. Most of them are going off to kindergarten in the fall, so I won't see them again. Of course, they're 4, so they don't understand or care at this point, so it's not like you can have a proper goodbye or anything. I didn't even get to say goodbye to one of my favorite kids because she wasn't there today.
*sigh* I have a final at 5pm that I don't need that much study time for, so I have entirely too much time to kill.
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never
knowing how