Studying all alone in this quiet lab makes me feel so lonesome. Thinking of all the things I miss, and some of the things I don't.
It's the macro test tomorrow, and I am honestly quite scared for it. So much that I still don't know, and this sem, I really feel that I haven't achieved much.
Seems like as time goes on, real images forms into shadows, and people who were there, just fade into the background. but life goes on, as always, doesn't it?
Old bonds break, new bonds form, and then the cycle repeats itself, again and again, perhaps until we tire of it all.
I need(ed) to break free.
