bittersweet?

Oh my goodness, this year passed by so fast. The first day of junior year seems like yesterday. I remember when we all walked in Mr. Logsdon's room and could not keep our eyes off the wall, when Mrs. Dewees' fast talking, teaching, and "Calculus first!" mentality caught us off guard, when Mr. Pope talked about bubbles bursting and we could not help but be engaged to what he says, and when Mrs. Gill decided to spring a test on us on the first day of school. We've come a long way since dissections and Lentz's Star Wars obsession, but I wouldn't say we have changed much. I know I haven't. Our 2013 class is still the same, immature, and hilarious bunch. We've come closer in many ways, but it's sad to think the end is near! At the same time, however, I am super excited for senior year and for college after that. True, we've caught senioritis three years early, but I'm not just going to start slacking off (even more) just because we're at the top of the school and at the end of high school. I'm pumped for college but sad to leave Henry Clay. I will miss the people, not so much the food, the lines, the dirty bathrooms, the trash-filled sinks, and windowless rooms, but the teachers and my friends. I've found a family here. It's bittersweet to know it will all be over soon.