From a teacher, back to a student

Okay. I have so many to tell for the recent happenings.

So yesterday I went up to BSB with my mum to settle the payments for the hostel due to the reason the finance department "habis nombor" on Saturday and I wasted my entire trip and had to go up BSB again early Sunday.

I was happy that there wasn't much people there and took the number, filled up my details and its already my turn. But, I waited for more than 20 minutes just for the receipts to be printed out. What are they using? Pentium MMX?

The lady looked at me awkwardly as I started to show my impatience when tapping the table. I understand that it wasn't her fault too but yeah, that kind of spoil my Sunday morning.

The highlight of the day was....
After getting my receipts for the hostel payments (finally!), we went to the hostel hoping to get the key and tidy the room up, unpack and check what else I need to buy.. Sekali, the office was only opened from 2 - 6pm.

Sigh. They just love making our (students) lives difficult don't they? I really pity those parents who came all the way from Temburong lah. I saw a lot of sad + angry + impatient faces walking away from the door where they pasted the notice and all we could do was sighed and figured what to do next.

So there. I had 4 hours to kill before taking the key.

Went to Giant with mom to buy some groceries and food. Instant noodles, instant milo + cereal, biscuits, shampoo, hair conditioner, bucket and all those ki-li-ka-lak.

Then went to Bengkurong for the Pusat Ehsan Charity Bazaar. So freaking hot! And Bobby more kasian. Working on Sunday, writing numbers on the coupon booklets and filling helium into the balloons and tied them up. And the uniform he was wearing... macam NBT mechanic!

(Crap. I wonder how many of his colleagues will read this)

Saw Maurina and her beau. He was really sweet, walking behind her and taking pictures for her. *green with envy*

Me: I'm waiting for Bobby.
Maurina: As usual..

Sad hor?! Its like... biasa already everyone knows that...
I HAVE TO WAIT FOR BOBBY ALL THE TIME!

Nope. No pictures taken by me at the bazaar because I left my SD card in the car and took the camera with me. I'm not a blogger. I just like to jot down my snippets of life.

Had a quick lunch and off Bobby went back to take a shower and my mom and I went back to the hostel again and wah! Damn ramai orang already.

Some people really like move house okay. Ironing board, broom, mop, shoe racks, and some even brought big big Mashimaro and CJ7 plushies. Blankets and pillows are quite common lah. And I thought I packed too much. Hahhaaha.

Waited an hour for my turn, paid $20 for activity fees and grabbed my key.

My block is pretty far away from the entrance but at least my room is located near the staircase and not those far end one. Thank God.

And when I opened up the door.. Ceng ceng ceng.
The room had this smell like... an old man's room. If you get what I mean. And I think the smell comes from the wardrobe.

My room

with my mom posing in deep thoughts.

My bed

I kept dusting the bed and took some tissues to wipe it. And as for the pillow, I chucked it into the wardrobe already. What? I sleep without pillow what, which is good.



No thanks to the previous owner of the room who somehow dirtied the mattress (which I don't want to know how she did it) and also pasted posters or what so ever on the walls leaving ugly leftover tapes. Everywhere I go, I see those ugly bits and pieces. So depressing.

And another girl's room which is 2 doors after mine has really nice and clean pink walls which look so bright and happy. Even Bobby asked how come my room looks so shabby. Sigh.

I'm not complaining. I guess I'm already lucky enough to get a room despite of my status and living in the hostel is going to save up a lot of money.

Then later Bobby came over and brought my mum and I down to Seria to send my mom back home, had a quick tea with FussyKelly and I took advantage of him, asking him to pump air into my tyres.

He loves to ask me when was the last time I fill air into my tyres mah, I let him do that lor. The last time I tried filling air in, I dropped the tip and it fell into the longkang. And now my spare tyre doesn't have the tip one.



I stayed in the car because,

Bobby: What are you doing?

Me: Come down and company you lah.

Bobby: No, you stay in the car. Later people drives away your car.

Me: Hahhahaa. Siao one you.

Bobby: No, I'm serious. You stay in the car. Just let me do it.

Me: =s

Has dinner at home and off we went up BSB again. Lucky Bobby was the one driving. I just sang to keep him entertained. Hhaahhaa. He said I'm more entertaining and fun than any radio station. I'm his personal jukebox, a broken and out of tune one.

Then.... went back to the hostel and organized my stuffs to make it look more, presentable?

My table

The shelves

Not planning to buy so many stuffs because I'm sick of packing them up and bringing back to Seria 4 months later. Better keep my stuffs simple.

My lovely companion

I slept at 12+ am last night. Really cannot sleep man.
I was very tired but I just rolled left and right and yawned.
I guess I need more time.

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How's my first day of school you ask?

Tiring! Spent the whole day walking around in circles, I mean squares (SHBIE building kan squarish) trying to fix the timetable and looking for lecturers. Ew-Bee-Dee is huge! I think the total distance I'd walked today macam got KB to Seria already.

Maybe I reminisced too much about my old days. So now I have to walk to school just like what I did 10 years ago, and cook, do laundry and so on myself like 5 years ago.

Felt clueless as usual.
I'm really glad to have really nice and helpful classmates around me filling me with information.