I woke up from my nap at 6 pm today feeling utterly confused. The time says 18 00, translating to 6 o’clock. I was disconcerted at the fact that the sky out of my window was far brighter than what it should have been at dawn. I redid the subtraction of 1200 from 1800 over and over again, but getting the same result of 6 o’clock. Deciding the something is horribly wrong with this reality, I lay back down, and only realised that it wasn’t morning. It must have been a very deep sleep to have made me believe I have woken up on the next day in my hypnopompic state.
It was the 28th of October today, and that is special for two reasons:
1) It is her birthday
2) Its the end of the month; many are checking out of boarding school, marking an end to their year 5 boarding life.
But fortunately, my closer friends and I are not checking out just yet, until the end of November, so we won’t have to say goodbye so soon. Nevertheless, life without the familiarities I have been with for close to a year will be rather different.
On the 28th of October, although I felt quite disappointed that the life I have been used to for a year will be going to be over so soon, I felt considerably accomplished at the same time. I have overcome many obstacles over the year and conquered difficulties that I could not imagine having done so.
1) I submitted my relativity term paper
2) We pulled off the chamber recital to a rather presentable extent
3) I failed my violin diploma exam, but only the quick study section. I was happy enough that I passed my recital and viva voce, though the recital was the section I most expected myself to fail.
4) And on the 28th of October, I explicitly confessed
Over the past few days, I have been frantic about getting a present for her that she would like and appreciate. Although my initial idea had been to get her a configuration puzzle, I changed my mind upon realising that her attention span on it would not last on it for more than a few weeks, and it is one of those easy objects that goes into the storage box. So I got a watch, and simple as it may sound, the effort I went to get it is many-fold its cost price as I judge myself, whether it is time, mental agony, or sacrificing my dinner and rest. And I did my ultimate best to get her that and I’m proud of it.
