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As I was dragging my worn out body back home at Tenah merah Mrt today, a bunch of yellow shirts ran past me, dashed up the escalator. Almost instantly after seeing the three letters 'NTU' on their shirts, I figured that the time of the year is here, campers all over campus roaming around the island for amazing race, and they are probably just about to head to Changi village for supper. Just as what I saw exactly one year ago. And that triggered my train of thoughts on the way back, that camps were indeed the best time in uni. People have fun and joy and get insane during camps, in a way that they will never show anymore the school starts. I came across familiar faces when semester started last year, the same faces that were loud and rowdy during camps, now walked past me like they had split personalities. And I wished so badly that I were there this year, that I was part of S5, part of Swoc, staying up into wee hours, getting 2 hours of sleep for 5 days straight and crawl bac...

'Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the intent to reply.” ― Stephen R. Covey It's odd and a little annoying that my body has been in a perpetually tired mode recently, and occasionally dysfunctional, despite taking up the easiest temporary job ever this July. A call centre job was common, but one which receive less than 10 calls a day on average isn't. And that was how I passed 8hrs a day the past three weeks, thankfully. Though with the shortage of calls retrenchment happened every week, the manpower was cut from the initial 20 to 5 and ultimately 3. Peculiarly I was lucky in drawing lots and got to stay on till the very last day. Unless the HR decides to eliminates us all next week, who knows. However it might be, the past three weeks have been a great joy meeting new people, hearing new stories, and killing time together everyday. And that was very much different from what I was expecting from the job, not many angry custom...