
The cuzzins @el-sheikh...
Had a blast of a weekend in Arab st; Friday night shisha-ing at Almajlis whereas Sat night was spend at el-sheikh. And now? Ayuni needs to get back to her books. Deadlines are coming soon. Wait. Deadlines are actually scurrying over my shoulder. Im sooo dead. Three papers due in two weeks for which I do not have a single clue what are theygoing to be about. Im officially guilty of being such a pathetic procastinator.
Anyways, something absurd happened to me yesterday night. I decided to get back to PGP since its a Monday night and I was really hoping that I will be able to get some productive work done since I will be alone most of the time in my hostel room (less distractions). Nevertheless, my sincere desire was not able to be fulfilled because I could not get into my freaking room! The lock just died on me. I was standing there in front of my room like a fool, with my bags of books and toiletries frantically pressing the transponder. I was hoping for a miracle actually like suddenly the door of my room would just opened by itself (and of course, it did not happen). And guess what, my V3X just had to be running low batt. Such a fantastic situation to be in! So I did the next best thing-grab a cab to Jurong East Avenue 1 and called my dear sis to unlatch the door. Sheeeshhh....
But all's well now. Technician came to my room and fixed the lock. I think the Technician guy would be thinking that I am such a trouble-maker since I kept on having problems with my room. Well... just my luck right?
Allright.. got to go... need to take a nap now..