Last week I was very happy. In fact I felt like I was the happiest person ever. I had a series of fun with my diverse-kind of friends, I had that rare moment of not fighting with my sister, I had my share of my new milktea craving, I had gotten away with the possibility that my professor will call my name for an oral recitation, I had my quiz results that were perfectly satisfactory, and most importantly, I was able to run away from my busy schedule without compromising everything!
And then last night, I lost my earphones.
For the typical folk, this is not a valid reason to be sad at all. But for me, a whole part of myself transformed to a burden I need to carry for the rest of my life. Just kidding, but to be honest, Christmas won't be as happy as I thought it would be.
It's not really an expensive earphones compared to others, but I can't afford to buy it again. I have been craving for that SoundMagic for more than 2 years already, saving then and then yet still failing to buy one.
Not until this summer that my papa bought it for me. Perhaps as a consolation for my barely satisfactory grades the past school year. It's not like every day he rewards me but this was the gift I always wanted.
It had sentimental value to me, it's a prize of my hardwork in college (which was a lot during that school year!) and it was a gift from someone I value so much. Now it fell to ruins, and the thought of "losing everything valuable" will resurrect every time I'll think of it.
The best earphones I've ever had, no doubt. Thanks to that earphones I became an audiophile. Everywhere I go, it's with me. I never let anybody use it because I had been very protective, now it seems like bad karma. At dawn, it's always in my side because it's the first thing I do in the morning. On my way to school and home it's always in my ears, because the world feels empty and chaotic without it, colorless and lifeless. It's also a bedtime essential, because I had to listen to an audiobook to focus myself to sleep.
So when I discovered it wasn't with me last night I was really disappointed. I thought my companions was pulling a prank to me but then again, I am still hoping it was just a prank!
I walked home alone last night, all the happiness drained in my face. I walked in the dark and lonely streets of my neighbourhood feeling afraid for the first time ever. It was then that I realized, life for me would be meaningless without the dramatics produced in my ears. It was really a bland and empty scenery.
I wasn't able to sleep last night, in fact I just closed my eyes from 12 to 4 until the thought hit me again. I was hoping it was just a dream, that I had enough reasons to be happy and not to think of anything else to bother my sleeping schedule, but then again, life has a way of making us realize things.
School and friends are the worst though. Every time I laughed today, a friend or another kept reminding me of my loss, which made things even worse. Not even a perfect score in Statics could bring the smile back in my face.
Tricking my mind won't even work this time, and I'm good at mind tricks. I kept telling myself not to worry about it anymore but it's not happening. Every time I look at the table where I always put it, I stop a little because I'm still hoping it would still be there. Every time I look into the pockets of my jeans, I stop a little because I'm still hoping I find it there. Most of the best moments these past 6 months it was with me. Perhaps this is the way to let it all out, so that I won't bother to think about it again in the future.
I never knew its value until I lost it, and now it seemed like a slap in my face. I have another earphones for backup purposes but it's never going to be the same. Sigh
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To all my friends or family out there, my birthday is coming, I wouldn't mind another pair as a replacement! :P Thanks!
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