Saturday Night (Is The Loneliest Night In The Week)

Its only Friday and I have nothing else better to do. I have just finished my paper which was disappointing and I think I wouldn't mind retaking the paper since my carry mark were amazingly low and I have no faith in getting any A for this paper so if I don't even get a B, I definitely would want to take it. 

Nevertheless, its going to be a boring Saturday and I will have nothing to do and thus since I have not been hobo-ing myself around the city much I perhaps would just take the train, stop somewhere random and walk around. Go to museum, Jalan Telawi maybe, or even KLpac. Its too bad I don't have my sister's DSLR with me at the moment. 

I'm going home on Sunday evening, and the same time I'm going out with college friends before going home. Hopefully, I would catch the bus on time. 

Friday I'm In Love

Its the last paper, and I'm going to be free from this semester for about 2 weeks or even perhaps 3. Its exciting and I can't wait for holiday in Prince of Wales Island.

However, I'm worried about my last paper at 3pm. I understood the concept but could barely remember much. And my carry mark is super low compared with other classes of which I had gained what I excelled during class and etc..

We shall wait and see the result when the semester opens again.

Can't Take My Eyes Of You

LOVE IT.

Work here after degree I get, fly around the world again I will. 

Hey Jude

We went out at 5pm, headed to the worst interstate public bus terminal to get bus tickets. Then we headed to IKEA for some furniture hunting for the new house we're moving in, except that I would only move in the next semester. Oh we were caught in traffic for ages too, because its rush hour. They bought stuff for families and I just browsed around and indulged my eyes with those vibrant and comfy bed I dream to sleep on. 

After almost 2 hours in the building we left. We definitely missed out the meatballs, perhaps not liked by some and thus went to Rasta@TTDI. It was crowded and intimidating, and we headed to Bora Asmara instead, which was spoilt by the noise of a governmental community college student night out; seems they have been sponsored with prettyful bus. 

We went back to Rasta and had our dinner there. Awfully, its packed and the famous nasi lemak we were supposed to have has already gone. Nevertheless, I feel bloated by 1am. We hung out and just talk. A pair of new love bird, a workaholic girl with super enthusiasm was finally head over heels for someone and there was too, c'est moi. 

I was fairly uncomfortable with the venue we had our dinner, though it seems pretty common like most food court the one thing intimidated me twas there was prettyful people with prettyful cars. None of which I would ever be able to drive in my 20s. Dream on, and don't dream its over. 

No, I did not have the amazing Swedish Meatballs in IKEA even if some people says its not entirely favorable at all. And I only have one partner-in-crime [note, BFF to Egypt =)] to eat those whom is away from the country at the moment thus I shall refrain myself from approaching and instead delaying gratification for this. After all its commonly a special day out. 

We got back by 2am, and now its already 3am. I'm in the foyer with some friends studying plus enjoying the luxury of faster internet as the one in my room is rather dead. 

Yup, so much for an infrastructure university to be. 

I noticed I've been playing around with the fonts to see which one is the most appropriate and suits what I write, or perhaps they just match the situation.

Now I would rather wonder who actually reads, and the respond hereafter.

Too Darn Hot

I'm getting fairly uncomfortable with the weather. 

On Monday, I had exam at 8.45am, then later that night another paper at 8.15pm. While most friends are alreadt done with most of their exam, I still have another paper on Friday. Bleh.

I got back to college at about 7am today, after almost 10 hours of hoo haas. My body aches. I went for a run while waiting for friends to get over with their exams. 

Later that night, we went to have dinner in Precint-something. A friend had gastric, on his birthday while we were karaoke-ing. We eventually hung out in the hospital for a bit before heading back and which continued to the airport hang out with less people on our side as well at the airport. Its bloody 4am, nobody flies on that time except Qatar Airways. 

We headed to the lower cost terminal which was obviously so much more busier than ever. Irregardless, we saw some nice car around including this. 

ZOMG. Guilty pleasure to even like the environmental killing giant. 

I can't wait to go back to the Prince of Wales Island.

Ignore grammar error. Not in the mood to write well.