An Open Letter

First of all, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I raised my voice at you in front of other people. I didn't know you'd find that offensive since you, and your friends, have been doing that, and worse, to me in front of other people as well. I'm even more sorry because you mentioned you felt humiliated by what happened, which wasn't at all my intent even though I've been humiliated by you and your friends in front of other people as well; of course those instances were different because you and your friends sometimes went as far as revealing or making up personal facts and/or implications about myself.

A lot has changed since we moved to our new place, it's only been a month and I already know that the rest of the year is not going to work. I miss being nagged everyday to wake up early so we can go to the gym; we've actually only been to the gym together twice since we transferred, and one instance was just a coincidence. I also miss being dragged to different stores and places after working out even when we're already running late for work; now I wake up to find out that you're already either out having coffee or you're back and done shopping with your two new flatmates. I even miss being bugged to get up for the silliest things you can do on your own, like going to the ATM or getting your hair cut, but your two new flatmates are just as willing to go with you aren't they? You don't even need to bug them, which I thought was the fun part.

Looking back, we've never really had to let a squabble linger for more than a minute after we stopped going at it - they were always done as soon as we've both had our say. I've never had to beg you for time, and I've never had to be on my own in my room for an entire day, more so an entire week. You never even had to tell me what I can and can not do in our condo - our home. You know I actually thought about it and I realized we've actually had the exact same set of differences we have now since we first knew each other. I didn't have to do what you do, and you didn't have to do what I do - we got along just fine, didn't we? You even used to prod about the things I do.

But you're right, and I admit it. I need to adjust. I used to have just one flatmate and I was never ever alone - I really never felt alone and it only got better when Terence decided to drop by in the condo or where ever it is we are.

I now have a total of three flatmates, but have never felt so alone in my life - something I definitely have to adjust to.

Well, I already posted some ads looking for someone willing to take over my room and my rent. If in case I don't get someone to take over, I'll at least make sure you guys won't have to worry about having someone so different around next year.

I'm sorry again.