'And I Will Not Forget the Faces Left Behind'. | College Fashion Show

Last night we had the annual fashion show, a year ago I wrote about it as a first year student. This year was far more stressful than the previous time, as second years we had to organize a fashion show and an exhibition. And although, with the fashion show comes along feelings of nerves and excitement it also brings dread as it's almost time to leave.
There have been many times where I have relentlessly complained about college. So many times I've walked in with a scowl from getting the bus so early and not getting home until the sun has gone down. So many times I've sat at a sewing machine cursing and hitting it with a screwdriver. There's been times where I've even considered quitting to do something else.
But when I sit and think about my time at college over the past two years, I start to feel nostalgic even if we haven't left, our days are numbered. From the past two years I take an abundance of memories with me. I'm going to miss it so much. I'm going to miss sitting at the table singing to the radio with Talia whilst everyone laughs at our terrible voices colliding, I'm going to miss the really quiet days where everyone is working silently, I'm going to miss the drama, sitting on the wall at break, trips to B&M, Eva's stories, Leona's dress up times, I'm going to miss spending the day laughing rather than working, I'll miss getting taken into the crying cupboard. But most of all, I am going to miss everyone. 
We're a close class, and everyone gets along, so to say goodbye after such a short time makes me feel incredibly sad. I have met my best friend on this course, two other friends for life, I've met some wonderful people, I've met a girl who I almost idolise because she's so awesome. I am going to miss so many of my friends, the sad truth that the fourteen of us will never probably be all together again in one room is quite disheartening. 
I've only just become absolutely comfortable and now it's time to leave and I'm not ready, I feel like we should have another year. The past two years have been the best years of my life for education, yes, there were some dreadful moments, but my God I have never laughed as much as I have ever done in my time at college. I've laughed and cried and I would go through the two years again in a heartbeat purely because of the people I've spent the two years with.
I am so proud of my class, so damn proud of every single one of them. And I am going to miss them all, yes all terribly. And if for some unknown reason any one of you happens to stumble upon this post now or in the future; thank you for two brilliant years, I wish all the best for each and every one of you. I will miss you all.