Missing Secondary School Days.

April Fools' Joke I guess?

Then it hits me.

The sudden realisation of what I missed so much from secondary school.

Somehow 3/6 and 4/6 were the best years of my life.

Because we were one class.

We laughed together, cried together.

There were a lot of love going around in the class.

No one was left out. Well, almost no one.

Even though we were taking the O levels that year, you can't really sense the stress or the tension in our class, cause it was always so high and merry.

Which brings me to my poly life.

I have great friends.

The clique is there for sure.

But we have no class.

Our classes changes every semester.

Me being the outcast of course, needs more than a semester to make friends.

Classmates, of course we are. Close friends, absolutely not.

And the tension in the room..you can feel it.

Especially in an Accountancy class.

where everyone just seems to be so freaking smart.

I don't know if they are, but it feels like everyone is freaking smart.

And exams..oh my god.

Never felt so stressed over exams before.

So I think I know what I missed from secondary school already.