it was actually kinda sad, but yeah, whatever. at first, some of my friends said they weren’t going, and some said they were going with other people. so i texted my friends from another department, but turns out they had all gone back to their hometowns. since i didn’t really have anyone to go with, i decided not to go.

then my sibling asked if i was going or not. when i said no, they asked to borrow my motorcycle because theirs was in the workshop. i said okay, and after maghrib they left.

not long after that, my friends suddenly said they were going after all and were already on their way. i was like, what? it honestly annoyed me a bit. i asked who they were going with and even thought about asking for a ride, but i didn’t. i just let it be. fuck.