The old flat and thing

My short weeks of playing migrant came to an end sooner than i thought. Seems like it's only yesterday that i had shifted out...today, i'm back with some small changes visible to my room. The window's been replaced with dull black panes and it's much smaller in size now too. The landlord removed some 'worthless' accessories like the paintings he used to placed on the floor and some figurines of not my taste. Good thing is, the room seems alot spacious now. They installed a new lift too, which is much faster and now stops on every floor. Too bad i'm on the 9th, the highest it would go up to...is 8th. In short, old lift or new...makes not much of a difference to me.

Old thing officially left the country on Sunday morning. Gone back home for a supposedly 1 month project. We all doubt it's gonna be a month...but nevertheless, we are hoping the best for her. Though I'm gonna miss having her babbling and rantings during lunch/dinner or so...it's one thing we all have to learn to live with. On the other hand, new guy has become not-so-new anymore, due to the fact that he has been eating into our lives so much. His bitter cold jokes and oh-so-adoring lil gestures can be pretty amusing sometimes...though mostly, it's him doing himself.

Lately, i seem to have drifted into another abyss. Occasionally i would get drifted away, but i always manage to get back. This time...it's taking alot longer and i'm not sure if i'd ever gonna get out anymore. Who knows if i might just live my entire life 'wandering'. I need something new to focus at. It's my first anniversary at work just 5 days back...though that felt like just yesterday, i'm already hungry for something new. Life without certainty can be quite scary sometimes.