Literature and I
"I know you want me, you know I want cha".
Mr Arif sang that line in his class. Or more or less, muttered it. I didn't hear this myself, Amer told me. Mr Arif, you never fail to amuse me.
Sorry I didn't come to your class last Wednesday, I had to skip it because of some other assignments. That was my first time doing so (skipping your class that is) and boy, I felt so guilty, I wanted to apologize but my reason will probably have you putting my name under your list of Unreliable Students. Truth be told, your class is the only class I enjoy most this semester. Now we've only got two more until final exam comes along. And truth be told, I think I'm going to miss Contemporary Literature. And especially your antics, Sir. Huu sedih. It's okay, we've got Facebook and maybe you can show more videos of The Smiths online or you know, anything so that I won't feel like our last class on Wednesday would be all that I've experienced and learned from you. Okay, that's all.
Why oh why every time I take up a Literature course, no matter how agonizing it is (remember Lit and Media? Mr. KIERAN and his ways of MARKING?), the end of the semester comes, I will feel soo sad to end it, the feeling is almost equal to a breakup? Is that even normal? I hope I am. And I hope this feeling will go away too.
Mr Arif sang that line in his class. Or more or less, muttered it. I didn't hear this myself, Amer told me. Mr Arif, you never fail to amuse me.
Sorry I didn't come to your class last Wednesday, I had to skip it because of some other assignments. That was my first time doing so (skipping your class that is) and boy, I felt so guilty, I wanted to apologize but my reason will probably have you putting my name under your list of Unreliable Students. Truth be told, your class is the only class I enjoy most this semester. Now we've only got two more until final exam comes along. And truth be told, I think I'm going to miss Contemporary Literature. And especially your antics, Sir. Huu sedih. It's okay, we've got Facebook and maybe you can show more videos of The Smiths online or you know, anything so that I won't feel like our last class on Wednesday would be all that I've experienced and learned from you. Okay, that's all.
Why oh why every time I take up a Literature course, no matter how agonizing it is (remember Lit and Media? Mr. KIERAN and his ways of MARKING?), the end of the semester comes, I will feel soo sad to end it, the feeling is almost equal to a breakup? Is that even normal? I hope I am. And I hope this feeling will go away too.
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