Yakabatanidzwa ruzha

There’s something weird about the last day of school that nobody really talks about. It’s like your brain can’t decide whether to celebrate or be miserable, so it just does both at the same time. On one hand, it’s freedom. No more waking up early, no more assignments hanging over your head, no more pretending to care about things you stopped understanding three weeks ago. You walk out of the building knowing you don’t *have* to come back for a while, and that feels amazing. It’s like the air ev