Yesterday was the end-of-year party for ninth grade at my school, and like, half of my friends are in ninth grade (my school goes from fifth to ninth grade), which means they're changing schools. It wasn't even 7 am and I was already crying while signing shirts. So if Vasco, Dimas, Santiago, Sofia, Kika, Ana, and Martim are reading this, I love you all.
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