Till we meet again.

Yesterday (Wednesday) was the last ever "China Since Mao" (CSM) tutorial for me. I left the tutorial room feeling a tinge of reluctance... that it's been such a hectic semester and I barely got to know the names of my classmates... and now it's time to go our separate ways. On Tuesday, I met one of my CSM classmates at the library and we started knowing each other's names there and then. Yesterday, after the tutorial, I started talking to this American girl sitting beside me for the first time. Isn't it really strange that we all start speaking to one another as the semester comes to a close?

Also... *sigh* It's going to be at least 2 months before I see Mayo again.

Mayo's final lesson was great, as always. There was the usual boring stuff about Chinese nationalism and pride *bLaH*, but I observed that he looked especially good that morning. ^_^ Maybe because he was clad in full black, for the first time. And for once, the shirt beneath his classic black jumper was of a more decent colour. I think it was dark red. No really, red was decent enough. He's come to class in pink and purple shirts before. Beats me why.

I swear Mayo likes me. Well, as a student of course *twinkle*. He's looked at me more times than anyone else in class. He's smiled at me more than anyone else in class. Whenever it came to a "What's the case like in Singapore?" question, I was always his first choice. "What do you think Lynn? Is this the case Lynn? Do you remember the incident as a kid Lynn?" And at yesterday's tutorial, he grinned as he noticed me painstakingly trying to remove the cap off that bottle of apple juice. Bliss.

I was one of the last to finish filling up the teaching evaluation form. Was thinking of how to phrase things in the nicest way possible. I must've been the most biased student I tell you. My response to every question was "strongly agree, strongly agree, agree, strongly agree". And at the last page where they had us put down any comments or whatsoever, it was just filled with praise and admiration for Mayo. Erm well, in terms of relevant stuff of course. Wahahahaha. It was, fortunately, an anonymous survey. Hee.

There's still 2 more years to go and I'm already seeing images of that dinner date in my mind.
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn.

They're both convinced
that a sudden passion joined them.
Such certainty is beautiful,
but uncertainty is more beautiful still.

Wislawa Szymborska - Love at First Sight