Hmmmm...

Its a weird feeling. A little happy and a little sad. But more neutral and blank than anything else. As a matter of fact, a minutes reflection has brought it home to me that the sadness stems from the realisation that I am so blank about it.
Because if I had reacted in any way to what happened, I suppose it would mean that I cared about what the situation meant. But unlike what normally happens, this time I neither agonised over the 'why' of it, nor over what it signified, nor did it affect my study plan a whit. However, it wasn't entirely out of my head either, so I suppose it did affect me some way. But it is the blankest and most unimportant way that I would ever have thought it could happen. Still, its best, isnt it.