Sometimes I like to ponder the fact that none of my former class mates from uni really care that I’m gone. Granted I kinda just quietly went away in shame without telling anyone but… dunno… it feels odd that of the 6 people I used to hang out with only one knows where I went, and even that isn’t because she asked directly. I’m not really hurt about it cause I sort of started isolating myself on purpose towards the end so I’d be able to make a clear decision about leaving without emotional attachment. Buuut still… It’s a weird feeling knowing you were such an insignificant part of people’s lives. And I wonder if I’ll be able to find new people to hang out with once I start studying again. I’m worried I wont since I wont properly be a part of the class. And then my last local friend might be moving to study in another city. I will quite literally be all alone. Woop-de-doo.