Memories of a good time
My all time favorite class was my 11th year at school. I had been transferred to a new school in that year because I chose to pursue humanities subject. The years before where full of endless studies, revisions mugging up, so much so that I didn’t have a moment to enjoy. But now the subject load had turned to 5 from 10 and almost all of my classmates were boisterous lots like me. There was almost nothing that we didn’t do. From bunking classes to go the movies to bunking exams we attained new spheres of trouble making. Even though we were caught once, we never stooped doing all of that cause the fact that a punishment was hanging over our heads made the escapade more thrilling. It was without doubt the class where I enjoyed the most.
July 15, 2010
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