The Last of Us

Last year when I was in As, I had a friend in A2 who spent much of his time during the last week of College thinking of the inevitable goodbyes that were coming his way. Whenever I had asked him what was wrong, he would simply reply "I cant believe A Levels is over." I never really gave it much thought but really, does anyone in As consider that in a year it will all end and mostly everyone will go their seperate ways?

The thing about goodbyes is that even if you know you can not escape them, they always catch you off gaurd.

Ive spent much of my morning battling my headache and trying to decode my Economics notes and its finally hit me that the College days are over. I think its finally dawned over me that after these five days of Mocks, the farewell, eight days of CIE's and the final day when we go to get our result, there will be no more days of aimlessly walking around this huge campus we've come to love in the last two years.

There will be no mornings when we walk through the school gate wearing a colored sweater and dreading seeing Amin Chacha standing there ready to make us sit on the bench until a teacher comes and tells us we can go.

There will be no mornings spent in the basketball court sipping a hot cup of coffee and watching all the students walk by.

There will be no more hesitations to make it to first period classes on time thinking "Bunk na marlain?"

There will be no mass texts sent to our group of friends asking "Where are you?"

There will be no jumping in puddles in the vast ground when it rains.

There will be no sitting in the middle of the ground with confidence knowing it doesnt really matter who sees and says what because as foriegn as some people may seem, it doesnt feel like their words would ever hurt.

There will be no more losing my Head of Society badge and having my deputy randomly find it and give it to me.

There will be no more chances to drive someone crazy with random bursts of insanity.

There will be no afternoons spent watching my friends eating Mayo fries and telling them how Mayo fries is just Bird Poo. [Just fyi, Im convinced I know the Mayo fries recipe]

There will be no all girls assemblies conducted by Maam Riffat where she recollects stories about how a couple was once sitting in the pavilion and the girl whispered to her guy saying "Ao na, Barish ki batain karain." or how Maam tells us how she understands why couples call each other their Banda, Bandis.

There will be no random girls from the Girls Branch asking us to get them Shawrmas from the cafe.

There will be no more days when we sit on the cafe floor waiting for our coffee and no more days when uncle comes with our coffees and says "Ekh tou app loug hamaisha zameen pay beht jatay hou."

There will be no more days spent idly sitting anywhere our hearts desire and adding just about anyone to our group of friends.

There will be no lectures recieved about how going to class is crucial.

There will be no fears of crossing the ground and getting hit by the flying balls.

There will be no more A Levels.

How strange is it really?

No more A Levels.