University life just happens to be like that, yo. The drama never really ceases, it can be difficult to make friends, and talking face-to-face with people IS tiring. But in the end, you sort of get used to it. You have to. Also, it may seem like a second high school. At least, that's what my experiences here have told me.

What is life, man.

I'd like to say that, despite our distances and our conversations that are rare nowadays - that I'm proud of how far each of you have come. And that despite how we still seem to be kinda struggling on with our own problems, we're still alive and kicking - with a sense of rebellion and vigour that I, of course, always admire. I've just come to realize that it's almost the end of the year - talk about time really passing by!