School had to be the foremost boring time of our lives but equally fun.So once you reminisce on your class photograph, you smell the nostalgic scent of all the small bits of fun that became a ball of amusement.That’s memories , they’re bound to be made and fade. Amongst my worst memories from school days , the scene is still clear in my mind as well as for good memories also.
From having stomach aches in the morning to waiting for the last bell to ring , the eight hours of school every day seemed like they’d never end , but they did.Now i think of school , i only remember the fun i had. Like sitting on the back bench and having fun during class and asking someone tall to ‘cover’ us.I remember opening lunch boxes in the second period because the lunch hour seemed so far away.When friend as for a pen , you tell them ‘sorry bro i only have this one’;when someone special asks and we give our very last pen.The last page of all books was our creative corner , we played tic tac toe or draw each other funny faces.The washroom was our escape , we’d take the shortest route to the washroom but walked as slow as possible taking longest route back.
Friendship in life since nursery to 12th class , i’ve pretty much had the same core group of friends. Throughout the years , i’ve lost some friends on the way but i have also kept some good friends and refer them as my second family.Your school friends have seen you through everything and haven’t left your sight and some people may drift apart but it is always the same if you guys meet again.You have literally grown up together eating each other lunches , hating same kind of persons and some times scoring almost same marks.We bunked our classes together and after our teacher caught us then rather regretting we laugh together.
We had spent a lot of time together. we enjoy parties together. The best memory of my school events was when i won the trophy for best in computers.
I DON’T REMEMBER CRYING ON THE FIRST DAY BUT I DO REMEMBER CRYING ON THE LAST DAY