After Hell

Today was better... and worse.

It was better because I hung-out with some of my new classmates, gaining new friends and all. The "introduce yourself" thing was already finished. My advertisements were already posted. There was nothing left to worry about.

It was worse because I was damn tired that it took a great deal of concentration to keep my eyes open. It was unpropitious because I found out that Math III is divided into two; my abhorrence grew more pronounced. It was worse because 27837643 didn't talk to me at all.

All morning I was waiting, hoping to hear 27837643's voice. I felt it was unfair that I almost initiated the talking. Almost. I know myself enough to think if I really would have the guts to do it. I can't even look straight into 27837643's eyes. :|

It didn't happen. I grew more and more disappointed.