[Mood: Great] [Mentally: Strained Again] [Physically: Okay] [State of Mind: Clear]
Another Friday came. Met my friend as usual, but at a later time, because I had FYP at 10AM, and her class started at 12PM. She tagged me to my FYP lab and did her stuffs while I did my FYP. When I'm done, we went to where she's having her class, and I went to MLS. Fahmi SMSed me in the morning to try the new stall in FC4, so I met up with him at MLS. Haddad and Najib were there, then Yat and Azfar came. We went to FC4 as a group.
On the way, Haddad was wondering how the doors of MRTs close, but open again when people get stuck between the doors. So Yat was like, "Ade camera lah... Suspect manual." Then Haddad said, "Tu ah. Mungkin manual. Nanti boleh dengar biler dier cakap salah station.." Silence for a few seconds, and I said in the tone of the MRT overvoice, "Salah Station." Me and Yat burst out laughing like hell! Gotcha Haddad! He was quite pissed off, but hey, that's what freinds are for... =x
The new stall at FC4 wasn't that bad, pretty nice. Western Muslim food. But it was a bit expensive. Maybe won't be going there often. Once we were done with lunch, we went to the mosque.
I rushed back after prayers as my 2PM class was brought forward to 1PM. So basically I missed the first hour. But when I entered the lab, it seemed that everyone didn't understand what the lecturer was talking about, and one of my group mates taught me how to do. In the end, I finished earlier than some of them. Ha ha... Maybe I should come late more often...
After school, went back to ICT to print my Genomics and Proteomics report, while waiting for my friend to finish her class. Then we went for late lunch. She hasn't eaten since afternoon... =x There was an Iftar meeting at 5:30PM, but I think the Kompang needs me more, because they are short of people for practice. Guess the guys are getting quite professional. We had to stop training early because we were chased away by a lecturer near T8, then there was a Yoga class at T11, and volleyball training and Iftar meeting at Poly Centre. Easy said, we had no place to train. Like this, the school expects us to play for them? No way man... I'll be e-mailing Hope Lee to see how this thing should be settled.
I had time to drop in the meeting, and more or less know how much they have done. The main problem is money. Yeah, money makes the world go round. Without money, you can't do much. That's true I guess, to a certain extent. But we cannot always depend on money, can we? I hope this thing is settled as soon as possible.
The whole gang was planning to eat outside, but I decided to pass (got curfew). So went home with my friend, and this time, I made sure I stayed awake so that I didn't miss my stop. Upon reaching home, a super big envelope was on my laptop. From CMPB, Ministry of Manpower.
Wow, I thought.
Don't tell me my application for JPSDS is successful? I opened the letter. Read the title. Upsetting. Got called up for NS medical check-up. =/ I was surprised. It is still kinda early for me to be called. Don't tell me I'll be enlisted early? NO!!! I want to graduate with HAIR ON MY HEAD! Oh well, we'll see about this.
Tomorrow will be going to Lavender to extend my passport. Suspect my friend tagging along. Still have to go to her house to fix her PC. Let's see, anything else I should be worrying about?
None, except maybe club matters. Haizz.