I'm at the age where I couldn't care less whether you like me or not. I don't aim to please anyone and don't let me start on bootlickers, they're practically everywhere. But like any other semester, speaking out my thoughts and saving one's skin means jeopardizing my grades. Yet I do it anyway, just because.
I'm technically done with Year 3. And I'm glad this semester is over.
Innallaha 'alimun hakeem.