Okay, so my 7th grade English teacher(and one of my favorite teachers) died yesterday morning of lung cancer.
WAHHH!
The wake was at 11:20 this morning, so my grandma came and took me out of school to go to it. I was the only student of hers there, ew.

But the kinda nice thing about it was I got to see her children, and hear stories about her.
My 7th grade math teach, Mr. Hope(yes ~RachiruJakotsu, married to Mrs. Hope) was there, and he smiled and waved.

And the WEIRD thing that I totally wasn't expecting was my 7th grade SCIENCE teacher, Ms. Namari was there. She didn't come back this year to school, because she moved to a different one. But she saw me getting a tissue before the service and waved. Then as I was walking out, she was like... in hysterics to put it lightly. And even though she was crazy and I didn't care for her much, I remembered she liked me, and I went and gave her a hug.
She went "Hey honey..." in her little accent of... Israeli or something... and grabbed onto me so tight I couldn't breathe. It lasted for at least 2 minutes, not even kidding. And we were just hugging and crying.... It was pretty nice, though.

But so yeah, it was like a little reunion/goodbye and even though it was sad, it really was beautiful.