The scratchy, insanely heat-insulating uniform...
The cranky lecturers that threatened to blow the roof off by the sole power of their diaphrams...
The blissful honey-drenched feeling of falling asleep during a particulary 'interesting' GP lesson...
The running around and squealing and generally acting crazy...
Watching Ger's scrunchie being used as a tennis ball..
The atrocious canteen food, with the milk tea that can give you diarrhea ..
The aromatic toilets, dimly lit with frightening orange lights...and of course the Flush that Went Mad..
The hours of lazing around at the class bench, chit-chatting about everything under and possibly over the sun..
The immensely popular astrology lectures given by Baron Bigsheepy...
The peals of laughter that ensue (mainly from me, I admit) when Alex gives Ger an almighty poke in the ribs..
Sigh... I want to go back to school :(
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