i miss hanging out in the morning before the bell.

i miss having coffee together in the caf to wake up.

i miss the stories we would tell during class.

i miss taking a piece of your potato wedges.

i miss sharing a Mongolian meal.

i miss borrowing one peso coins, which may have already summed up to a hundred or more

i miss trying to find something to pass the time.

i miss throwing paper at each other using a rubber band.

i miss copying homework from one another before class.

i miss the way a protractor, a pin and some post-its can give you the answers you need.

i miss making paper cranes out of size 4.

i miss the time that girls were the least of our problems.




i miss high school
i miss the backstreet bois