In their mere minutes of daily free time, the students try and shoot some baskets.
The Lake of Fish Death looking surprisingly tranquil.
Courtney standing under her hose shelter.
Smogset
The Fish Formally Known as Alive (T.F.F.K.A)
The tail end of the dinner students returning to class. Imagine this bridge full to the brim of people and that's what it's like just after the bell goes. These are only the dribs and drabs(like us) who got to enjoy the last part of every cooked dish - you know, the sloppiest most water logged bok choy and the meat that has no meat in it, just fat and bone.
Green green green! So much nicer than brown brown brown.
Now tell me this isn't pretty. The garden between the lake and the canteen is positively lush.
The majestic and massive middle building of the school. We are told there's a library in there but we still haven't been in to explore it. If it's like all of the other buildings on campus, outwardly it looks quite grand whilst inside it's as if it's been taken from 1970 communist Russia.
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