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everyone always have that one teacher, and I had mine too. one push that made me love chemistry the way I do. I cannot even imagine he is no longer with us. may he always rest in peace.

everyone always have that one teacher, and I had mine too. he was the one push that made me love chemistry the way I do. I cannot even imagine he is no longer with us. may he always rest in peace.

I was good… I was really good.

golden posture (aka my posture)

to those mfs who wish upon summer coming sooner; it’s a hundred fucking degrees outside. you happy???

my side hustle (education) is getting in the way of my main hustle (procrastination and dilly dallying).

another day another what the fuck.

what doesn’t kill me, should’ve actually.

typa shit I be doing when my mind’s busy:

all time ever does is pass, and all I ever do is forget.

hate leaving the house, but love leaving the country.

"I'm rarely bored alone; I am often bored in groups and crowds"

used to be quite life, loud mind. now it’s loud life, loud mind.

I speak multiple languages and still struggle to explain myself.

my life lowkey resembles monaco gp 2026.

since it’s exam season again, I have this ineffable desire to get back to drawing (mind you I don’t remember the last time I drew).

back in this era.

oh well, whatever, never mind.

maybe I died of covid in 2020 and this is hell.

society won’t let me do lots of things