It was a familiar scent. I’ve dreamt about it before. She was just a stranger who happened to be sitting beside me in that class. I couldn’t help but recall one of my best friends. Her scent reminded me of one of my best friends. It was as if I was back in time, way back in 2010, back at her place, back in her room where we used to hang out all of us.
— My Chemistry professor explaining Arrhenius equation.
So instead of reviewing French (my quiz in 30 minutes) , I go on and read about Quantum Physics just for fun.
The life of a university kid is an ongoing struggle.