I slid over to the next seat, so that she could sit with her friend. But she took one look at the seat and passed the offer over. Earlier I had cycled all the way to the mrt station (as usual) and i was perspiring heavily in the train. In other words my seat was wet.

In the evening:

I did my animation in the room adjacent to the first because the latter was fully occupied. I thought of leaving for home at 9pm but reconsidered, thinking about my friends in the other room who were still doing theirs. At least I thought so.
When I finally packed my bags at 9.30 the room was already vacant and the lights off. They had left without me...

I ran all the way to station to catch up with Jonathan. He wasn't anywhere in sight.

So I went back home alone and dejected. It's disgusting to feel so pathetic. So I won't. Nobody can make me feel that way.

Tomorrow is another day.

Not sure I understand this road
that I'm given...

Today is my sister's 18 birthday...