my (2nd to) last day of school

so okay uh blog. idk im not used to this. I'm writing this on a google doc on my phone on the way home from school.  

So today was fun. We did what my school calls “promotion”  . It's pretty much just graduating but for all the grades. so uh full thing of everything that happened today

(okay this is later jack talking and i spent like 20 minutes just writing the end so im not writing the whole day nothing eventful even happened except at the end so heres the end)

so we came to the place where promotion was taking place and for like half an hour it was just every kid went up and got 3 paper things mine were in the order of academic social stuff (I can't remember the word they used) and just going to the next grade. i got excellent work completion, respectful role model, and just certificate of going to the next grade. after all the grades did all of their kids  we did the student council then the people who were president and vice president of the day a few weeks ago so then after that we were able to go and see our parents who were there and so pretty much i didnt see my parents when i went to sit down so i thought that they didnt come which made sense because when i asked if they could come for the last fee days she was like “yeah ill try to come” which okay actually i think it was something less confident than that but anyways I thought they didn't come and i actually kind of cried a bit because I actually really wanted them to come but then i got up when they dismissed us and i saw them and i was really happy so then i went to them. and they had cookies (the school not my parents) so we each got one then we went into the main lobby and one of the staff in my class (for privacy lets call him tom) and he was talking to my parents and he said (paraphrasing i don't remember the exact wording) something along the lines of “hey jackson is great im in his class and he does amazing emotionally and academically he does great he does his work  his reading his presentation (i had just the day before done a presentation on the video game crash of 1983 for history class) but yeah hes great and im so glad I've had this opportunity to spend this time with him.” and i started crying (like tears going down my cheek not full on bawling).  and then we took a picture and then i got the yearbook and we left.

yeah i know im

not good at painting a picture with my words but you got the idea of what happened