the diary of a girl named joanne

still here… in utm.

everyone’s gone back home and already celebrating "freedom" with friends and family. as for me, i’m still happily sitting here beside yan (yes, he’s not supposed to be here ’cause he’s not from this faculty but i "smuggled" him in here… *evil*) in my faculty’s computer lab, typing this piece away.

more and more people i know here in utm are going back today. utm is getting emptier… physical evidence: my hostel block! there’s practically no one else on my floor and for the entire block, it’s only me and 3 other girls (whom i don’t really know). yes, it’s creepily unusually silent… ooh please, hate the silence. it’s killing me. shower has never been scarier than this. feel as if there were eyes watching me from every nook and corner. so i tried making my shower as short as possible, wrap the towel around my body, run out of the shower cubicle and immediately head for my room, get inside and lock the damn door!

but during the day, everything turn normal again… it’s warmer and sweeter with no one bustling around or slamming their room doors or talking out loud. the whole place is wonderfully yours… but sadly, i’m not always indoors. i go out. there are much more things to see and enjoy out there… thank god, yan’s still here to accompany me. really appreciate all he’s done for me especially in making my extra few days here in utm much more exciting.

going back home this saturday… "things-to-do" always waiting for me. this time, it’s not a holiday - it’s work! with christmas coming around the corner and NLDS… my hands are full. help… me!