Ready to leave?

I have now officially left college. My school leavers day was over a month ago now and it was no where near as sad as I thought it was going to be. I'm someone who cries a lot and I've been crying about leaving school for most of the year, but I didn't cry then. It wasn't the same as the year 11 assembly (Class of 2012 blog), I was in the majority by staying tear-free. If I'm honest, we're all ready to leave, it doesn't mean we didn't enjoy our time at school, although I'm sure many people didn't, but we're ready to go to uni or work or whatever else we're planning to do. Year 13 leavers day, at my school anyway, is more of  a celebration, mainly a chance to laugh at how silly we all are.

I had been convinced I was going to cry. I was quite involved with organising the assembly and had seen the leavers film numerous times and each time it brought a tear to my eye. It was the perfect mix of humour and sentimentality but on the day it just didn't seem appropriate to cry. The assembly was lovely though and probably a lot better without any panda eyes. Three of my friends are in a band called The Trip Kings and performed at the assembly with their song "Trip Kings come to town" which is possibly the most catchy song you will ever hear.

After the assembly we went to the pub because...well, we're sixth form students! One of the boys in our year came outside to me and my friends saying "come inside we're playing drinking games with the teachers". Drinking... with the TEACHERS?! We had pretty much left school and we're adults now, so why did that seem so weird to us. For some reason, there is just something a bit strange about seeing teachers in a social situation. The other night I went out for a meal with the music tech student; their teachers and one of my music teachers (I'm the only Year 13 music student at my school this year). It was lovely and didn't feel at all weird to be out with them, although calling the teachers by their first names kept catching us out and I'm wondering if they'll ever stop feeling like our teachers!

On the morning of leavers day, I got a tweet from a friend who used to be in many of the school music groups with me. She said that the school leavers day seemed like nothing compared to her final concert. I think that's exactly how I'll be, I love my year at school but we're all leaving at the same time, whereas, it feels very sad to leave behind all my friends from years 7-12 within the music department, as well as the year 8 form I've worked with for 2 years and my 3 amazing violin pupils. It's just over a week until the school summer music concert; my last morning with my year 8s and my last lessons with my pupils so it might be time for me to stock on some tissues and waterproof mascara before I'm just a puddle on the floor!