Ever get the feeling you aren't wanted?
I walked into school this morning to discover that my desk had been thrown out. Last time I saw it was Monday, when I sat at it, put things on the shelves, moved things around, and actually used it.
Today, all that is there in its place is my swivel chair and three cardboard boxes.
The boxes are of a height sufficient that I can lean paper on top of them and write, but sadly the tops arent smooth. Inside the boxes sits all the items that had been stuffed into the drawers of the desk, the shelves on top, and even the couple of bits of paper and photos I had on the desktop itself. Most of the stuff that was on or in the desk I had never looked at, and a lot of it was junk, to be sure, but Im left wondering, DID I have anything important there? I guess I timed things well bringing my ATPL books home last week, else who knows where they'd have ended up by now?
Not much longer to go.. yesterday was my last day at Seaside School, and tomorrow my last day at Hiratsuka.
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