School was a pretty memorable experience. To most, including me, its a major part of our lives. 12 solid years. Looking back now, it all seems like a crazy ride through a slide. There's the eventual bumps, and twists and turns, but the rush is incomparable. But just like the slide, it was over with a blink of an eye. Just left with memories lodged in the back of my head.
On the whole, school shaped me tremendously. Mentally. Made me what i am today. No, I'm not blaming anyone. My academical decline is my bad. Completely. But the person I am, is what my school life gave me. Sure I've done some real stupid things in life, made some unnecessary decisions, but deep inside I am a nice guy.
Every year I had a new set of friends. I never was a part of a group for more than a year. It was a shifting process. Everywhere i went, there was a new set of criteria i had to satisfy. One group demanded cool, rich and happening guys. Another group wanted guys who can speak telugu. Then, there were toppers, athletes, nerds, gadget freaks, teacher-ass-lickers, gundas.... Never really fit into any group. So I kept jumping. There was even a time when I was all alone. Used to take my tiffin-basket, sit at the gallery, eat my lunch, watch other guys play, and go back to class. But 10th class was good. Made some really good friends.
