#mitul

aw mannn! i miss my jap2 fam. those were my niggassss. sensei couldnt stop us from talking no matter how far she moved us. the peruvians, indian, and dominican. what a mix. all the A people picked their seats and geez, i couldn't be more lucky to sit with Amy, Cesar, and Mitul and bond over the stupidest shit ever. Then when sato finally got tired of us, she moved all of us to different corners and amy and I were deprived from talking so much with the guys, but when it came to group work we'd pair up all four of us and build a bridge in the class, and sato would just death glare at us and just laugh. she couldn't be mad with us. we were her favesss. "vannia go ask her, she likes you more." "lolno she likes you, gogo" Getting the biggest hugs in that class during my heartbreaks. crying with them over Joel's death. Group hugging at the end of that class with everyone just supporting each other. Yelling at a kid for being rude to your death. That class was my support system through some of the worst moments last year when i didn't have nate. they are great people, and man do i miss them all so much. during movies fighting with the other side of class because they thought they were better than, especially this one girl and how the whole crew got angry and had eaach others back. ugh take me back to jap2 5th period with some of my favorite people.

texted my main girl from japanese class and she said "Vannia! I miss you." awie, i miss my fam too much. gotta make these last few days count with those lovely people. i'm gonna miss them so much, it breaks my heart.