the drummy was taken away on a saturday afternoon, much to my disappointment. it is not everyday that somebody will knock on your door and say, "hey, drumset for you.? foc." because a most basic set will cost one at least 600 dollars. though the behaviour of going all emotional because of a certain departure or lost of physical thing or a certain somebody is becoming a widely known fashion, i must admit, i can be categorised under that status currently. a year was all it took to mend up the loose spaces in this strong attachment, yet a day of decision-making was enough to break it apart. the cruel sadness mixed with anger unbeknown to my mom, i bid farewell to a loyal companion in times of loneliness and surprisingly, confusion.
zero people would have understood.
i have this prediction out of sheer gut feeling that my 3 years in tertiary education level will be spent with lhc and yulin on a very often basis. this is only because i have made zero friends out of the 4-6 days i have been involved in school activities. luckily for me, the rest of my classmates aren't already grouped together, or else i'd be made a sadden loner. the lhc is made up of a whole new group of friends from class. 3 of us stood together, yet only lhc is recognised by the never-ending flow of passerby in small groups. she even got chosen for some pageant. on the direct contrary, yulin and i are what's best described as pathetic loners. we had nobody to wave to, nobody to greet, nobody to talk to, except for our first unofficial friend sitting at the taxi stand.
then it was a disaster today when i made my way up to chijmes for the sp city race only to not be able to find my group members or my tutors. i loitered around the boundaries of the supposedly meeting place for a good 40 minutes, before deciding to make my way back home. worse still, my dad didn't allow me to be excused from the city race though we were moving house on that same morning. i reached home at around 11 in the morning, and saw the family members all busy and sweaty. right, too much irrelevant information.
will go sleep now and wake up to yet another day of attempts at making new friends. goodnight. though truly hopefully, since it is the first night on the second storey of a double decker bed. doh.