the door just would not open

the sorching sun was trying its best to tan my lovely skin. it was so humid. Shanty and i were heading back to our rooms for the endless supply of AC... when the angle of my right eye captured the vision of my best friend, 'miss tut ' sharing her umbrella with Dr So. Then Dr So made a funny remark... ' how come you girls are not using an umbrella? its so hot and you could get ur hair messy.' she was then fixing her bun that resembled marge simpson's hairstyle. in fact, she's a very nice, petite lady. i was late for her class that afternoon, busy snoring underneath my pinkish lil comforter again till it was ten past two. guess what?!! she said SORRY to me, although i was that late rascal. arghh... i did feel bad after that. i shouldn't have snored for that extra 10 minutes.

i inserted my key into the keyhole, turning it clockwise with all the energy that i had. but the lock just would not open. i could feel the fumes burning inside me. i knew that i was going to lose my temper at that point of time. my tiny feet was then making its way to the hostel security guards. i lodged a complain and went for shopping till 830 pm. mind you ... it was exactly 3 pm when i lodged the complain and nobody actually attended to me. i was so frustrated and was merely cursing the guards when i fail to enter my room that night.

i went down to fire the guards again..... 'where am i going to sleep tonight? how am i going to go to hospital tom without my coat? ' well, they couldn't do much besides apologizing. ' i am so sorry. you will have to wait for the service master to come at 8 am tom to open up your door.'
thank god, Dr L had the master key to my room.

nothing was done to my door the next morning too. to make matters worst.... i could not use my card to enter the hostel. ASSESS DENIED was printed in that beepy machine. then the guards were painting my day blue again.... 'oh girl, u tak bayar hostel fee lar.. sebab itu tak boleh masuk!' this is just so ridiculous. they expect us to pay the fees without sending a bill to our homes! the semester has not come to an end yet and they are demanding for fees. i am so sick and tired of the campus.

now.... what happened to my room door? i had to see the warden twice just to get the service master to my room. 'oh girl, the service master is in the boy's hostel. can u lock ur door? i will make sure he fix it by today'. so what! if i can lock my door means she's not going to send the service master ?!! when i was closing the warden's door, i heard her asking her colleague... 'anything to be done in the boy's hostel?' come on lar aunty warden...... you were just lying to an innocent girl like me. i bet you did not know the whereabouts of the service master. otherwise, why would you be asking that question to ur colleague?! all in all... this is just another money sucking college which had the worst system of all.