Like a ship that carried me along through the deadliest storm

[luminescing]

Tomorrow is my last day of school. In many ways, today was nondescript: uninteresting, uninspiring and unmemorable. I don’t know if there will be much I’ll remember about today in a few weeks’ time but it would be nice if I could remember something of tomorrow

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[regencylove]

People had those books at my school, too. I stuck in minature pictures of the Duke of Wellington. The only comments I'd want are from people I know I'll keep in touch with. Or, teachers. But I keep in touch with teachers as well. It's very false. University changes everything.

I have so many empty notebooks. It's reassuring to know they're there should I ever begin the insurmountable task of writing down my actions or feelings.

I'm looking forward to your being at Cambridge.

[luminescing]

I'm looking forward to your being at Cambridge.
Me too. I'm a little bit terrified though (and still very anxious to decide which papers to do).

[regencylove]

Are they asking you to choose your first two British?
If there are any in particular you're interested in, I know people that have done them all, apart from the Medieval ones, so could give you my impression of them?

[still_might_be]

Your diary entries are beautiful and sad and funny. "My main grievance at the moment is our milk." If you become a famous writer, someday, academics everywhere are going to have a field day with your LJ when they write your biography....

[luminescing]

You are really kind! ♥
Your icon is also adorable!

[thedinster]

I know what you mean about the whole book-signing thing... it always happens on last days, and also people who never usually speak to you suddenly approach you and say

"HIII HONEY YOU LOOK FAB I'M GONNA WELL MISS YOU!!"

Weird, no? But hey, humans are weird.