Missing you
I still remember the first time we met, it was our first mathematic class since I registered as a student in that institution. Everything was very new to me, in fact it wouldn’t be wrong to say that I was a bit lost in that morning. Being 2 weeks later than the rest, I truly felt like a complete stranger as everyone had known each other at this stage. I can’t help but feeling pretty much an outsider on that day. Things weren’t looking well to begin with and it got worse when I unknowingly sat in the last row in the class. When the class started I realized that this time around I really do need glasses, which so far back then I’ve been living in denial for I could see despite my worsening shortsightedness. I didn’t see jack what had written on the board so I did what I did best – daydreaming. After the class, I felt like an idiot as I got nothing written on my notebook, in another word I didn’t learn anything at all in that past 2 hours. I was still sitting on that seat in the last row ...