school- a building you see for 14 years of your life,

but remembered even in the afterlife.

those fights,

those crushes,

sleepless nights,

those lovely blushes.

good teachers,

bad teachers,

funny teachers,

moody teachers.

those joint chairs and tables,

and of course those notebook labels…

those petty misunderstandings,

and those sorrys and thankyou’s,

those silly morning assemblies,

and being pestered to say ‘please’

that wonderful back bitching,

and the lovely sensation of being envy,

being that self proclaimed queen or king,

and those small problems being plenty.

those fights in the canteen,

and over money,

over a stupid gangly teen,

or a perfect girl.

those fowl words being common,

and threatening with a fake gun,

that sensation of bribing

and, being bribed,

those pathetic scores,

and good scores,

those toppers,

those failures

also the games periods,

those drama groups and 

recitation groups,

those FA activites 

and the exams,

those subjects like maths,

brainstorming physics,

intellectual chemistry,

interesting bio and civics

and the boring history….

not forgetting,

the wonderful friends.

a good friend,

a bad friend,

a bitchy friend

a true friend

a fake friend

a food friend

and every other type of friend,

will always be remembered

and cherised

even in the darkest moments…….