winglish.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
 
Just went blog-hopping. Haven't done that in yonks. I hate to admit it but I kind of miss school.

The having to drag your arse out of bed every morning feeling.
The sleeping on the bus all the way to school but somehow being able to wake up in time so I don't miss my stop.
The people. the friends, the class, the middle row shites. Especially.
The horrid sweating in the morning sun while cursing and swearing at the people making announcements.
The waiting for the final bell everyday. Guess I won't be hearing it anymore.
The stoning and falling asleep during lessons.
The listening to the droning of the teachers.
The laughing at the teachers' little quirks.

The breaks, the crazy PE lessons.
The screaming, the laughing, the water fights, the poking and -ahem- groping, the threatening to throw Dinesh into the pond.
Everything.

For nothing in the world would I change any of this.

There's no one for me to point the middle finger at anymore :(
Drat.
 

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