It's like crossing a damn rickety bridge at some point in life and not knowing whether you would make it to the end so you can move on. It's like that bridge is unstable and isn't tied tightly up with rope and the rope is thin and the bridge sways and creaks with each step you take and as you reach the middle, it sags and threatens to bring you down with it.
So you're walking on this bridge, held up loosely with rope, torn asunder by the weather when you realise, you really don't know whether you would really make it to the end where you will finally step on solid ground again and be sure of where you are in life. Or will the bridge break as you are on it, bringing you down splashing into the alligators swimming in the river below.
Everyone passes a bridge like this many times in their life. It's the getting through it that hurts and makes you feel all alone and good God, I'm sounding damn cliched right now I think I will stop now and do my BioPharm CAL thingie.
PS: Lectures have ceased to make sense at this point in the semester. Haha. Four times, 2 years and I never learn. What the hell is wrong with me?
