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Coming late to class

Sunday, 7 April 2013 @ 08:00 | 2 Comment [s]

Wednesday 03/04

I have class at 12.00 and I decided to take the 11.40 am bus. I waited at the bus stop since 11.30 am. However, the bus only came at 11.56 am and I was extremely late for the lecture. I felt mad at the bus, or to be specific the driver but the past is past. He must have reasons for doing that. Sigh

Thursday 04/04

On Thursday, I could feel a little bit relaxation because I only have one class. So when I went back home, I felt more excited to jog comparing to the previous day. I was observing my friends who are having their degree now and there are 2 things that keep playing in my mind.

Firstly, they haven't receive their allowance yet and they were still trying to do an efforts available to contact the scholar. Besides that, I was thinking that the cost of living for them who search for rented houses outside is much more cheaper in term of electric bill and water bill.

Friday 05/04

On Friday, again I had only one class and the class was in the afternoon. 2-4 pm. During the class, the lecture had assigned different movies to each group for an assessment and my group was told to watch Pay It Forward and I still have no idea what the movie is all about. I have borrowed the DVD from the library but I haven't got any free time to watch it.

Saturday 06/04

On Saturday, my friends and I went to the city to buy some groceries. I hope when I say some, it really means some. In the evening, I was trying to cycle a pixie (I don;t know how to spell it) but the seat was too high and I don't know how to handle it because I has no break. So I went to the park as usual, by jogging.

p/s: I was planning to join some friends to Bintulu on Sunday (today) and I hope the trip run smoothly.

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