That howling wind, reduced to a whispering breeze.

But not all is what it seems, i'm afraid. There still lies a struggle to be fought. That sudden silent overwhelming force.

Anticipate.

Now, i wonder if that lecturer received my e-mail. Frankie chan. Sent the mail on friday requesting him to open a lab for our project. Till now, he hasn't replied.

Thanks for the concern Jessica.

"The irony gods laugh from above."
- Marco