Another ordinary day has gone and hoping it would get even better on the subsequent days. This feeling makes me sick. I don’t know. I’m just missing the people I used to hang-out w/ back then. No wonder. Being alone during break time w/ no one to talk to feels awful and meeting strangers everyday seemed to be unusual. If only I could get back to where I’ve been and take control of what’s gonna happen next, probably, I’d be more contented.
