when one door closes, another opens

Well, the fact that so many of us have already posted our "weekend blog posts" is amazing.  The class is over, yet we still have come home and gone straight to "Yeah, Write" and started to blog.  To me, this is a clue that despite the slight drops in our GPA's, the late nights of finishing our papers the night before they're due after we've worked on them for weeks already, and let's not forget those tasks, that we all loved the class-- well most of us.  For this open topic post I think I'm going to just reflect upon the last semester.  For some reason, the semester seemed to go fast.  Too fast, actually.  I'm going to miss AP Comp so much.  As we neared the end of the semester, I started to get excited about never having to do tedious assignments that basically didn't affect my grade and actually having a life (just kidding, my second semester is worse, but oh well).  However, on Thursday, when the bell rang and the entirety of our class remained in C114 taking pictures to savor the memories from block 1, semester 1, I realized that this has been one of my favorite classes in my five semesters at the high school, and it will definitely be a class I miss like crazy.  All the new friends I've made in just one class is insane.  The fact that we had a facebook group that never failed to give me multiple notifications each night is great.  We all helped each other the whole way through what seemed like hell.  And I love that.  Whenever I saw any person from our class in the halls, we smiled and said hi.  It was every. single. person. I've never had a class as close as this one, and I doubt I ever will. So, thanks everyone for a great semester! And, Mrs. Cardona, thanks again!  You actually taught me so much this year.  You're an amazing teacher.  So as this class comes to an end, we all will begin new classes that torture us just as much, and I hope the skills we've learned in this class will help all of us.  I can't believe this is my last "weekend blog post".  Crazy.