School time..

Education is something I’ve always hated despite the fact that I was always good (damn good!) at school. May be it’s the thing in life that I’m best at. Hehe. Its been seven months since I’ve retired (?) from CHSE and I really want to be back there even though as much my private and social life is overwhelming. Sometimes I just wish I could make money going to school. Imagine going to school like you go to office everyday. You could ‘cut’ classes, hangout with friends, disturb the teachers, create all the nuisances, or even go to the park. Hehe. Nobody would care.

I go to office everyday at 8 o’clock. And that is the time where most of the CHSE guys rise and shine. In fact I meet many of them on my way and that makes me miss CHSE a little. The guys tell me about classes and stuff that makes me a bit jealous.

Today, I felt kind of ‘vai’ so I sat near the computer and my eyes caught the CHSE photo album which I haven’t had time to see for a long time. And that made me miss it a lot. Hello to those who would laugh at me. Im NOT a bookworm. Infact I HATE education. Teachers are boring to me. But its just that I have had such good memories linked to school. Missing classes, getting late, ‘ganging’ around, coffe with mates, playing in the class, Ice creams and Juice joints, hanging around with Anita, writing a note to Mai, scolding Chupana, mocking at Waheed (the Great Legend!) skipping the class whenever felt like sleeping may sound typical to you. But to me, It’s like heaven!

I still remember the last day at CHSE. It was June 26, two thousand & six! The students had all kinds of fun like writing in uniform, ‘kulajehun’ and all that kind of jazz. But I dint have any interest in those. (Its not really my type) so I was very hush hush. I walked from Dharubaaruge to Seagiul Café, then to the park (Very typical of me) with my mates. Most of us were girls and we had all kinds of fun. I brought all of them home and had quite good laughs with them. It was when they left I realised how empty I felt. I took my Uniform off and felt like grr!! I don’t know what. Hehe. Obviously I felt very empty from the bottom of my heart, not forgetting the fact that I’m a BIG boy!

I’ve had problems at school too. I’ve had tough times with teachers. I’ve been caught cutting the classes. I have been thrown out of the classes though I was labeled as a ‘good’ student. There came times when I really was screwed up. BUT I don’t regret it. I don’t regret the incredible amount of concerns I have had. Because for me. School was NOT just a place where student learn from teachers.. (I searched Wikipedia!) It means more to me. The social aspect of it and the holidays atleast is a breeze for me!