Who doesn’t miss High School? I bet everyone out there misses a bit of our High School past.
Back in the old days, I used to be excited to enter the school’s premises. Not for the teachers, the lessons or the activities we take up in class. I was after the company of my friends. Being by their sides makes you forget about the teachers and relinquish the lessons we’ve learned after our class discussions. Moving in and out of places to find the perfect spot for a mirthful conversation. Talking about the beautiful girls in the other class, students who were popular and not, athletes with an intellectual mind, or complain how boring the previous class was and wished that we could be dismissed early.
Reminiscing the good old days. Until puberty has hit me like a brick. My voice changed from a sweet tenor tune to a very…
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