Down the memory lane...

As I was sifting through my old documents on my desktop, I found a folder that was copied from my notebook. It was the Oracle's folder. The oracle, you see, was (still is) the Lyceum's school yearbook/magazine.

Oh, I am still in love with Lyceum. I still miss it. Those two years were amongst the best years of my life. Crazy times. 

Do you have any idea how many crushes I had and that too at the same time? Uhh.. Don't ask. *chuckles* There was the head boy, an A2 and then there was another A2 whom M. used to call 'malnutritioned gorilla' (haha, I have no idea why?). Umm... there was also a K&Ns in M's class, then there was another person in one of my classes. Then the A2s passed out and we were crowned A2s hence, two of my crushes were crushed, lol. I had to find replacements and luckily the juniors weren't 'all' a disappointment (although most of them were, trust me). So there were two A1s, who were super cute. Oh my God! One of them had a smile pasted on his face all the time and amazingly, that didn't look creepy at all. But the sad part was that I didn't even know his name. *frowns* I sound so.... Haha, whatever. Yes, and there was another A1 who had these awesome Italian looks. However, the awful part was that they were a year younger. Sighs. Lol. 

But these were mere crushes, you see. *grins* I hold my esteem so very close to my heart. I have this air of supposed sophistication around me in front of others that often makes me appear arrogant and rude. It also makes me unapproachable. (Or so, have I heard). 

Anyways, the folder had articles for the yearbook as well. There was this one particular article by me that couldn't be published because a) I had submitted it at the very last moment and b) Probably, it was.... too hard for Mrs. Khan to digest. Mrs. Khan was a .... I nicknamed her Cruella de Vil. Need I say more? Anyhow, so I was thinking of posting it here but... errr... I have an apprehension. However, I think I will. Soon.