Weekend Nostalgia

I thought there were only pros in leading a ‘school-less’ life but now I know there are some cons too. One big downside of having a  ‘school-less’ life is a vigorless weekend. I miss that last bell ring on Friday evening that marked the end of classes for two days. My legs still feel those glorious days when they used to take me to my home in no time. My skinny arm misses that Olympic shot put event, the event where I throw my big blue school bag to the floor, expressing how much I despised carrying the heavy bag. After the shot put event, I used to jump on my bed as if it were a giant fluffy cloud and listen to soothing music all night.

Ah! Sweet Memories. Wish you a lively weekend.