Separation

Everyone has their way of dealing with separation. Few show that they are affected, and openly agree to it. Few stay quiet about it, and the rest deny it. The one's who are strong enough, are able to accept the inevitable separation. The weak deny it because of the fear of being broken. However, as chemistry has it, aren't the ones who disassociate completely, the ones who are the strongest? So is it brave and strong, to show your weakness, making yourself vulnerable to the fears that affect you? Brave for sure, but never advisable.

I have my tenth grade finals in a month now, and I'm sitting behind a screen, typing away. Not being able to blog, has sort of been a separation. Writing and blogging, have become integral pillars that support my life. More over, not blogging, would just make my house of cards, come falling down.

School's getting over, and in a way, I'm glad I'm moving on, and going someplace new.
In a way, it's now that I realise that I'm going to miss my school, and the memories attached along with it, wishing to relive each and every blissful moment. 
You realise what it was worth, when it's on the brink of being overturned into the past. Also, at times you forget how much it means, because greed is such that nothing is valued, until it's more than enough.
I normally don't talk about my feelings when it comes to such things, but this is different. This separation is different. School's where we spend almost half our day, for almost most of the year. These 8 years, are the longest I've been at any school, and there's no way I'm not going to miss it.
It's given me enough reasons to miss it. Question is, have I given enough reasons to be missed?

These thoughts that flood my consciousness - suppressed with emotion, are glad to finally be out.

So, denying facts and being scared, is fine at times.
It's okay.