Autumn for students is necessarily related with school. To some this relation reminds of time spent the best possible way but to some it is the most horrible thing. I myself don’t long for school so much as I do for my classmates. That is easily explained: we’ve already spent nine years together (that isn’t aimed for all the students). During this big period of time we somehow sifted those whom we can trust, those who we can rely upon and those whom we should better leave alone. Now the school: for me it won’t be just a simple building that can be seen through my window. It’ll be a dungeon that must be destroyed or maybe it’ll be a second place that my soul will visit after death. I actually never could make up my mind do I love my school or do I hate it, maybe time will tell.