I miss you

I miss Sveinbjørn, "Gatsby", both Ragnhilds, Katrine and Sverre (and the rest of the teachers too). I miss sitting at our table and trying to mess with people when they'd wrongfully occupied it. I miss crossing off the staff going in to their Wednesday meeting and how safe and at home I felt, walking those halls. I miss getting insanely excited when being informed that "Gatsby" would be our sub for a few classes and how I (basically) was the only one who got his references. I miss his smiles and when he spoke to me with his gorgeous British accent, and how profoundly happy and excited he got when I told him he really looked like Gatsby that day. I miss how great he made me feel. And I keep thinking back at that last day, when he had to hug me an extra time 'cause, according to him, his words were so kind he even moved himself.

I miss you, all of you.

In exactly one month I'll get to walk those halls again, though, I can hardly wait!

And in two days I'll be 20. (Woot, woot!)