Enjoying my academic freedom today, for I didn't have any lectures for the day. However, I think I have come to love university: it's a place where nobody demands you to be something "more normal", nobody bullies anybody, nobody sets criteria for you to be "accepted". You can come and go merely as you wish, and the only remarkable request is to do your studies well.

It's been a bit over three months now I finished high school. The best thing about it, actually. I never felt remarkably happy there, and the teachers were my best friends in comparison to my class. There are thousands of these stories and mine is nothing new in this ocean of sorrow. It's distressing every time, but that's what you get when being yourself and standing your ground.

But today I can sense the taste of freedom - and it tastes good.