miss u

I find myself  saying / writing miss u too many times lately.

But the thing is…i genuinely mean it. And the moment i read it i get the pre-tear feeling. ( lacrimal apparatus reminder, anyone?)

Oh my god, what’s wrong with me?

Eshiei 4-5 meres pou dkiavazo MIMS (= fancy cambridge name for Biochemistry) i.e. im MIMS-ing.

Mporei na eimai o monos an8ropos pou na men to vriskei boring.

Oulloi oi giatroi misoun to biochem, 3iannoun to tin mera meta ta exams alla nope, seems important enough.

Better and cleverer than anatomy at least.

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