Logicless Logic

This is a strange one.

I'm sitting alone in the hall room that's more or less empty but for some necessities and a truckload of clothes waiting to be donated. And it's the second last night I'm gonna crash on my dirty mattress by the window, waiting for a loud and unfriendly "BREAKFAST!!!" at 9 in the morning, with the abrupt opening of the door, and the sun's rays attacking my eyes like a thousand needles that have caught fire. So I will say "FUCK SO EARLY???!!" (or at least I think that's what I'm muttering. People usually say it's just some groaning) but I'll wake up anyway for some mediocre Canteen breakfast, where usually about 6 but sometimes more of us will sit there, talking about everything under the sun, and playing with our handphones. It's a comfortable friendship this, although sometimes lacking in privacy, and I can't say I won't miss it. The freedom of staying with some of your best friends, doing whatever the hell pleases you. Sharing a midnight beer or cigarette when we're down to the last one. Sitting around on free furniture in circles and talking serious stuff.

Tomorrow will be the farewell/move out of hall/I'm ready to fuck off BBQ aka Hell-on-earth (the event is known as such because we all agree all of us will be neighbours again in hell. No doubt.) It will be the last night of decadence, or rather just chill beer drinking, the last night to break out the inflatable pool, the last night we ever stay next to a bunch of assholes who are not our friends (the assholes being every single person other than ourself), and yet smoke shisha together, watch TV together, study together and generally make one another have a harder life. (because hey, a smooth sailing life is one not worth living. Inspiration comes from hardship ok?)

In any case, it's good that we'll keep meeting up after we graduate, and I'll be seeing a whole bunch of them during grad trip. Whatever it is, it's been a good 3.5 years.

posted by justin @ 3:45 AM