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sometimes I really don't understand what's going with me.
why did I choose this course? do I am loving this?
of course, I love learning new things, I love those labs
but, I don't like that faculty at all....... they bring out the stress in me, they act like demons....its going to be my third year but still it feels like the first day, seriously I never loved being in class with that faculty...they doesn't even know basic student psychology, past 2 years were felt like hell.
the way they convey anything or the way they speak in classes is disgusting.

basically, this is a  tough course with whole chemistry and drugs, in that these people are aarrgh! . I think no one in the class loves to listen to a class wholeheartedly. a lecturer should make the subject sound interesting...these people give less knowledge and Moore stress.

compared to first-year these years were better because we got used to their "egoistic and don't know how to describe aah.... talks. 

I really hate that atmosphere............... at least, I wish I could found a good hostel to stay
Okie bye now.

                                                                                              - mystery girl

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