My final year routine and I do really mean ROUTINE: Head off to lectures. Back home. The end. Number of face-to-face conversations in a week? A handful if I'm lucky.
Yes that's all I have been doing this past couple of months. Some say I brought this upon myself. Some tell me not to be a cry baby and whine about it. True in a sense, but does it hurt to have a little support to help me get through the day?
The way fate works to put me in this position. FML..... I only pray that the dots connect in the end......
Seriously...... FML
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