Entah mengapa lewat hujung minggu sudah aku menemui lagi nota kuliah lama untuk semester 5, lengkap dengan jadual kuliah dengan 20 jam kredit. Kelas bermula pada hari Ahad pukul 8 pagi. Di muka depan nota kuliah itu ku catat sajak ini.
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For us you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still.
Three winters cold
have from the forests shook three summer's pride
three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned
in process of the seasons have I seen
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned
since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green
Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial hand,
steal from figure, and no pace perceived,
so your sweet hue,which methinks still doth stand
Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceived,
For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred,
Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead
-by William ShakespeareBila kita mahu bertemu lagi ?
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