Teardrops

A fast paced breathing can be heard from the room at the end of the corridor. Dreaming about what could go wrong is a nightmare for Mesha ever since. Dreams of no hope and no future, scared her the most. All she needed now is another chance if there is any left for her. Maybe not, luck and chance has ran out on her. What horrible fate lies ahead?



Looking at her cellphone every 30 minutes was painful. She was tired but yet she could not sleep, filled with anxiety to call the university when they open. It was a hot and sunny morning and the glare reflecting off the mirror pierced her eyes, causing her to wake. Everything seemed blurry and she fumbled for her watch.

8:35 am

"Great I can now call the university and see what they have to say about my application.."

Filled with such hope and prospect, Mesha picked up the phone and rang. A male voice about mid- twenties answered the phone.

"University of Queensland Administration Service. How may I help you?"

"I would like to enquire about my application status please. I'm international but applied through QTAC"

"You would have to contact the International Administration Service. I will put you through"

"Thank you"

It got through to an automatic response stating that they won't be open until 9 am. It was frustrating for Mesha as the waiting game is not her forte. It was killing her. Not knowing was the worst as she hated surprises when misfortunes can also come from the surprise box.

Waiting until 9, she called again using the number now provided to her so she could call the International Deparment. A lady picked up and asked her her name and DOB. Apparently there was a missing document - her results. Horrified, Mesha asked her what the lady could do for her. The lady was rather unhelpful and said that the Administrator will send a letter.

"Another few days? There has got to be a way..."

She hung up and Mesha decided to ring QUT to check. The same thing happened. Getting furious with the system here, she called QTAC to ask what has happened to her results. But no..QTAC recieved her results on the 7th! How dreadful!!

She decided to ring UQ again and this time a more helpful lady by the name of Emma Cushworth answered. She gave Mesha her email and told her to send a copy of her results.

"Shit. Another one of these dirty work for me? I don't have the papers as they were posted online and not by mail. God - this is frustrating. Everything seem to fall apart this year and I have hit hard-rock solid bottom"