You know how once people grow up, they say they miss their school days? Well, I think they are bluffing. Why would any sane human being miss the days with no independence, studying with no foreseen happiness, each day passing in the fear of exams, and most importantly- the moments of punishment: when you're being scolded? Now, why would anyone miss all that?
I suppose the only thing I do miss are my friends. People say friendships begun in school don't last long- it's the one's you make later in life, are the ones that matter. But, at any rate, wouldn't it just be awful if I lose all these friends I have now? To think that all these memories I treasure would be lost in some hidden chamber of my unconsciousness?
I don't know about you, but I wouldn't want that to happen.
