Last night, one of my good college friends called me up to say hi. She and I, and as well as our other college friends were known to be really quirky and weird. I miss the times when we had to sit down in a corner and watching people at the end of the hall in the third floor of the Arts Building. Usually, we don’t just look at those people who are passing by. We normally run commentaries about how people react. There’s nothing bad about what we’re doing, anyway. I guess we literature majors are just really contemplative about life, in a weird and unconventional kind of way.
As I was saying, Kate (my friend, that is), called me up last night when she was still in a taxi. She said that she really wants all of the Literature gang to meet again this Christmas, if our schedules permit […]

From Anne