Till the very end I couldn't believe it. Nine long months I have to spend with people I hate. I spend only ten minutes alone with my classmates and, you know, it was more then enough to realize how much I hate them. 

But despite this...

Thank you for sunny morning, for seamed tights, for confidence, for damn 10 cm, for red rose, for half-forgotten faces, for listening to swing instead of stupid songs about school, for an encounter, for skirt instead of trousers, for walking long distances, for  "Sherlock - John" text messages, for keeping a room in a good order, for a leisurely stroll, for an unexpected finding (The BBC series. In a supermarket. In Russian supermarket. The world gone mad.), for mister Bean, for ohmygodpleasedon'tcryI'mgonnadiefromheartattack   Michael Fassbender, for an inappropiate laughing, for returning home late at evening, for hugs and for talking before bedtime.