I couldn't sleep beyond 6.30am due to the insufferable fact that I haven't finished bidding for my final module. It has been indoctrinated in me that if I don't, by hook or crook, squeeze in another module into my semester for this semester, I'm going to be up to my neck for the next few semester, which would be the last thing I'd wish for. After spending the entire of yesterday's late morning squabbling with Fay over MSN about her tutorial allocation, which involved a fair amount of coin-tossing and a silent temper building, I began to feel better-off due to the fact that I don't need to worry about freeing up one of my days; I've got lectures everyday. I getting way annoyed by the way this system works but, unfortunately, no one cares, so I wouldn't want to poke my big fat nose into this business.
A bout of nostalgia hit me when I made a call back to the office to ask after everyone. The familiar voice, the mindless jokes, the names I used to speak of every morning back in the office... Then the awkwardness of the conversation caught me red-handed; There was nothing much we could talk about, and the call lasted barely a minute.
What... has become of...
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