What a day

The night before, i was tossing myself around my bed. Of all nights, that was somehow the hardest to descend into slumber land. It was quite queer, especially that night. I felt nothing, yet i can't sleep. Maybe i did, but the feeling seems so alien especially recently. I'm not sure what i'm feeling anymore. Soon, it was dawn. The pressure of anticipation covered the atmosphere, it felt almost as if there's an ocean above the sky; it was that dense. The crowd gathered slowly, more an more familiar faces appeared. There were those which i have no absolute interest in interacting with, and those in which i never thought i would be talking to again. Its weird to see how short a three month period could make such big changes, not just physically; no, i bet mentally too. The results came, the air lifted, now taken over by screams that pierced ear drums. There were laughters and tears among all that madly mixed demotional filled up atmosphere, i was there feeling nothing. *Laughs, maybe everything was expected. I passed my BM apparently, enough to go where i want to go. Somehow i can't help but to feel a little bit empty somewhere. I know, its weird.....