I talk about nothing in particular and everything too?

As a science and more importantly, a biology student I've been taught that the world around us is infinitely fascinating and complex in its workings and ways. The curious and inquisitive among us find more than smoke and mirrors in the dazzling array of things that are at display everyday around us. The seemingly mundane hold the secrets to some of the most complex questions we have about nearly everything.  Consider the birds we see flying across the sky. We see only the culmination of a great number of processes that result in an action that is beautiful and yet simple in its beauty. The bones of a bird are hollow to lighten the load its wings have, the feathers give the wings greater surface area to push upon and the wings themselves are given the most strength to lift the body of the bird.  The ferns that grow underneath our feet are the first to grow after a forest fire, to begin bringing stability to a ravaged ecosystem. The fungi and bacteria that break down the rotting and

  I've often said that humans are social beings, it's important and indeed essential to the proper functioning of any human being. Human beings are meant to operate in "packs" or communities that can accomplish and achieve things much greater than the sum of their parts.  So you'd think that I'd have gotten this thing figured out for myself and generally do good at this stuff...you'd think. I've never been clinically diagnosed with any behavioral disorders or mental disorders therefore I feel like it'd be extremely unethical of me to assume I suffer from Social Anxiety Disorder or Asperger's Syndrome and after all, it's extremely easy to misdiagnose yourself, especially with the information overload that is the internet. I find it difficult to talk to people, especially face to face. Of course, those close to me will probably doubt this because I'm at my most active socially when I'm with people that I'm comfortable with. It'

Well its been a hot minute since I've posted anything here. I will elaborate with due reason of course though I can't lie it's also been me just slacking off a bit. Board Exams returned, its a miracle that CBSE actually got  through this with minimal screw ups this time and just like that I'm done with 12th. It's a strange feeling to be certain, to be considered an adult(not legally one yet though) and to suddenly be done with 12th. In some sense I suppose it was sort of anti-climactic in nature, what with school being online for the vast majority of the past two years. All those people who said that 11th and 12th were the most difficult years of school life were now suddenly changing their tune to a "yeah but" stance, about how it was the last few years at your school, about how it's your last chance to spend meaningful time with your friends and so on and so forth. Strangely I don't feel much regret at this supposedly 'sad' state of affai