Counting My Days - Day 3

Tiring day.

The longer you stay in one place, the lamer this place become. It's true. It's frigging exciting that you couldn't know the venue of a class till the last minute. Anyway, Critiques of Modernity is another thought-demanding course...workload is not heavy, but very demanding. Just like the Film Translation last year.

It's good to see Alan my dear instructor again. And I can't believe that he still remember my name! Both English and Chinese!! Maybe my name is too easily to be remembered? I dunno, but it's happy to attend his lectures again. Why can every lecturers and professors are like him? Or Dr. Ng? Side track, according to my general observation, it seems that in university, males are better than females in terms of teaching, mostly.

And that trouble is still troubling me. Jesus Christ! How come letting go of feelings is such a hard things to do?!