Desperate
for a closure. Like really, really desperate for one.
I find it quite funny, the number of close people around me who had a (few) turnover of relationships of some sorts - either attached and broken up, or date/'get-to-know-each-other-and-family-members', cancel, repeat - over this short period of time where I'm still stuck in this....state, for the lack of a better word.
I wouldn't call it a limbo, even. Just a... state, waiting for a definite answer on something that does not directly concern me anymore - not sure if it even did, to begin with.
In any case, how in the world did I lose the ring at work anyway while taking wudhu' in the toilet? A routine day in, day out leh. But yeah that ring's quite a funny thing of its own, really. MIssing for more than a year... and then suddenly one Ramadhan Friday i come back and *poof* it's in the living room key's box - apparently my mum just found it that morn, and she couldn't even recall where she had found it 2hrs prior. And then 9 mths later *poof* it's gone again. o wells.
I find it quite funny, the number of close people around me who had a (few) turnover of relationships of some sorts - either attached and broken up, or date/'get-to-know-each-other-and-family-members', cancel, repeat - over this short period of time where I'm still stuck in this....state, for the lack of a better word.
I wouldn't call it a limbo, even. Just a... state, waiting for a definite answer on something that does not directly concern me anymore - not sure if it even did, to begin with.
In any case, how in the world did I lose the ring at work anyway while taking wudhu' in the toilet? A routine day in, day out leh. But yeah that ring's quite a funny thing of its own, really. MIssing for more than a year... and then suddenly one Ramadhan Friday i come back and *poof* it's in the living room key's box - apparently my mum just found it that morn, and she couldn't even recall where she had found it 2hrs prior. And then 9 mths later *poof* it's gone again. o wells.