Starting on the left, we have GS. She did the unthinkable, and took the whole A level Music course in one year. This speaks volumes about her commonsense- but I'm so glad she did it, as it meant we all got to know her so well. GS spends all of her time bobbing up and down, which is possibly to do with her not being very high. She does a great impression of a clarinet, and is almost always drunk. GS is one of the funniest people I know- the drama teacher said something about her having natural comedic timing (or something along those lines), and it is 100% true. She never fails to make me laugh, even when she's stressed and doesn't know whether to laugh or to cry. In Music she has literally been my right-hand gal (aside from when we're in the middle room; then she sits on my left), and is renowned for saying things that GG then tells me off for.
Next up is PCH, my awesome blog buddy, and my compatriot in cool hair. PCH is a singer-songwriter, a girl with a guitar, and a whole lot of talent. I love her perfomances, and could genuinely listen to them all day- whether they're covers or originals they're enjoyable, unique and generally beautiful. I don't wonder whether PCH will go far, because I know that she will, in acting or singing or both. I generally regard PCH as being the clumsy ill one with all the lads; but that doesn't describe her fully. She is so lovely, and she is always there to comfort and give advice. PCH is not leaving completely, thank goodness, but is sticking around to complete A2 Psychology. This makes me very very happy. Lastly, she gives fantastic hugs.
Thirdly, YSD. I cannot remember why I have YSD this acronym- evidently it meant something at the time! The first thing people learn about YSD is that she has a boyfriend called Chris. The second thing they learn about her is that she has a boyfriend called Chris. The third thing- and so on. Having met Chris, I can say that he is lovely, and possibly even comes up to the hard task of being good enough for her (if you're reading this Garibaldi Guy, then I'm joking- the two of you are perfect for each other!). When YSD isn't talking about Chris, she sings- both incredibly well, and with an incredibly high range- and acts. She's so, so kind, caring and considerate- we all hope she won't forget about us when she's made it big!
Lastly, 24S. In this picture, he looks cool, calm and collected, and this sums him up entirely. A whirlwind could hit the school, and he would remain utterly unfazed. In fact, he'd probably continue whatever he was doing beforehand. As quiet as 24S tends to be, he claims he can be as loud as 24 fortes, and whatever he says adds humour and interest to the conversation- minimal, but always brilliant. Just like the others, he is extremely talented- at the recital evening, we were all wowed by his amazing guitar playing (and his super-quick fingering...). 'Every day is legs day' for 24S, who is my companion in knee-sliding along the school corridors, and he has a good bum and biceps (according to BB).
So. That's the A2 Music class of 2013/2014. We've shared so many moments, from the big to small, and each one of those is a golden memory. They have been there for me time and time again, in not just the times I've needed a shoulder to cry on, but in the times I've needed to rant and in the times I've been happy. I started off this year as a bit of a wreck, and I am finishing it standing upright again. I am happy, and this could not ever have happened without him.
Much as I know we'll keep in touch, I am really really going to miss seeing them around school next year, those little hugs and catch ups that have interwoven themselves so beautifully into the fabric of my life. Thankfully, there are many more plans yet to happen, and many more plans to be planned I'm sure.
As I said in the speech I did on Wednesday, they are not like my family. They have become my limbs. Here's to them all, to their beautiful and amazing futures filled with the happiness and success they deserve, and here's to the truly amazing-beyond-words that they have given me, that we have shared. They complete me.
