Back to back days often tell a story, when spent with two different companions in two different environments. In the case of a Sunday and a Monday, my remarks are not taken into account on Monday. There is no laugh accompanying mine, and it almost seems that I'm the lamest of the lot. I miss Jean. A vibe I get, purely from annoyance indeed, shuts me up. Comfort no more. I miss Shibi. Deemed to be too noisy, too loud, and a sarcastic remark made to stop the flowing of words. I miss Chee Weng. Stories, none to be shared, none there to listen. I miss Sam.

College isn't all that fun. Did I jinx '08? :(