School’s out – Boo hoo

It wasn’t too long ago when I was dressed in my school uniform and walking out of my highschool/college for the last time as a student.

Other classmates had mixed feelings while signing each other’s yearbooks but I was just keen on getting in my mate’s car to be driven anywhere away from the district.

I am not willing to repeat the words I yelled out when sticking my head out of the car window but the sentiment behind the words expressed something like “farewell old school, I may not be saddened if our paths don’t cross again in the near or distant future”.

That’s how I felt about leaving school. I had waited for the moment for about 2 years. I knew that it was only after school that I would become somebody, an adult. A whole life awaited me, there were many people that I was yet to meet and many new experiences to face.

Not everyone I speak to feels the same way. Some people miss the school days when everyday felt like the end of the world. They wish they could go back to that time when responsibilities were less and age could get you off the hook for doing stupid things. Parties, drinking, picking up/dating, gossip, popularity.. these precious things that only matter inside the school gates.

I think that your feelings about school life depend on what you accomplish in the years following graduation. If you haven’t progressed very far in life and back at school you were somewhat of a celebrity, then ofcourse you just wish you were there again, 7 kilos lighter, much fitter and with a mini fan club of girls 3 years younger than you, stories and rumours about you larger than your ego. It was just like “grease lightning” wasn’t it?

If you were a bit of a loner (most bloggers were), then whatever you did after school would have been a lot more interesting.

Another thing. It’s after school that you realise that there are two types of people you meet there. There are those who remember you and are happy when they run into you whenever they see you on the street and then there are those who are too embarrassed to acknowledge you or too rude to say hello.

I don’t miss school. Unfortunately, the majority of interesting people I have met did not come from the same school I attended although there are a few special people I studied alongside that I wish I could see more of.

SCHOOL’S OUT, I’M STILL NOT FAZED

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