I go to a upper secondary (last year, yay!) public school, to the program (in Sweden, we all have to choose a program) Clase Española, which focuses on spanish and, in my case, social scienes and languages (english and swedish). It's the oldest school in my town, it was founded in the 13th century, and we're about 1300 students.
What I like about it: In spite of what people say (that it's a old, traditional and boring school) I really love my school, mostly because of the teachers I have, who are all really great.
What I dislike about it: That the whole "we're almost 800-years-old" thing can get a bit boring after a while, and the working staffs attitude towards students. The teachers are great, the rest of the staff is not so great.
"But what really happened? The answer is simple: the lovers survive and flourish. As long as there is a single copy, a solitary typescript of my final draft, then my spontaneous, fortuitous sister and her medical prince survive to love."