Update:
The train we took to Imatra (that’s where our school is) is super COOL. There’s a super cool toilet (it’s circular), a café and 2 dining areas. There’s even a second level (which I discovered during the search for my precious toilet). Anyway, the other 3 alighted in Lappenrantra and us, in Imatra. Aishah, hold your tears and stop whining about not packing you in my luggage.
Fortunately, when we had alighted from the super LONG and HIGH CLASS train, someone came to pick us up. Though we have to walk an amount of distance, for once, our eyes lighted up, or maybe it’s just me. We saw a CAR. Yayness. Finally I don’t have to carry my luggage which I think my arms are almost damaged.
Here we are, in the hostel now. We took the liberty of shifting our furniture to a more “feng shui” spot. However it seems like our “feng shui” senses were not working very well. We shifted the furniture at least 5 times before deciding on our original plan.
Our Taiwan flat mates are so dirty! Before we came in, they were roasting chicken in the oven. After eating their chicken, all they did was wash the oil off the tray and left the leftover chicken skin in the grill. YUCK! And the toilet, it was wet and black. And they have been living here since Monday.
Culprits: Tze Yi and Ya Chen, 21 years old, from a University starting with S. (STM)
Let me give you a surprise. KUX CLEANED THE TOILET AND MOPPED THE FLOOR. And she was very pleased with herself too, because she said it was the first time cleaning without being told. So I have decided to award her with my nicely cooked Maggie. But sad to say, after I served her her meal, I served myself with a somewhat weird tasting Maggie because when I tore open the packet, WHOO! The Maggie was too excited that it jumped onto the hot stove and it burnt itself without being told, too.
(there are suppose to be pics here but the uploading part has some problems)
Swee Ting wishes to complain about the biasness of the beds. When we entered our room, we just dumped our stuff on the first bed we saw and had to go out to get our SIM cards and some basic necessities. When we got back, we realized that the bed I got is better in everyway compared to Swee Ting’s. My quilt looks nicer, orange striped, hers is white with red and yellow polka dots. My pillow seems normal, hers is deformed. My bed is 10 times cushionier than hers. My bed sheet is soft and smooth while hers is hard and rough. I have this extra blanket which she doesn’t.
The train we took to Imatra (that’s where our school is) is super COOL. There’s a super cool toilet (it’s circular), a café and 2 dining areas. There’s even a second level (which I discovered during the search for my precious toilet). Anyway, the other 3 alighted in Lappenrantra and us, in Imatra. Aishah, hold your tears and stop whining about not packing you in my luggage.
Fortunately, when we had alighted from the super LONG and HIGH CLASS train, someone came to pick us up. Though we have to walk an amount of distance, for once, our eyes lighted up, or maybe it’s just me. We saw a CAR. Yayness. Finally I don’t have to carry my luggage which I think my arms are almost damaged.
Here we are, in the hostel now. We took the liberty of shifting our furniture to a more “feng shui” spot. However it seems like our “feng shui” senses were not working very well. We shifted the furniture at least 5 times before deciding on our original plan.
Our Taiwan flat mates are so dirty! Before we came in, they were roasting chicken in the oven. After eating their chicken, all they did was wash the oil off the tray and left the leftover chicken skin in the grill. YUCK! And the toilet, it was wet and black. And they have been living here since Monday.
Culprits: Tze Yi and Ya Chen, 21 years old, from a University starting with S. (STM)
Let me give you a surprise. KUX CLEANED THE TOILET AND MOPPED THE FLOOR. And she was very pleased with herself too, because she said it was the first time cleaning without being told. So I have decided to award her with my nicely cooked Maggie. But sad to say, after I served her her meal, I served myself with a somewhat weird tasting Maggie because when I tore open the packet, WHOO! The Maggie was too excited that it jumped onto the hot stove and it burnt itself without being told, too.
(there are suppose to be pics here but the uploading part has some problems)
Swee Ting wishes to complain about the biasness of the beds. When we entered our room, we just dumped our stuff on the first bed we saw and had to go out to get our SIM cards and some basic necessities. When we got back, we realized that the bed I got is better in everyway compared to Swee Ting’s. My quilt looks nicer, orange striped, hers is white with red and yellow polka dots. My pillow seems normal, hers is deformed. My bed is 10 times cushionier than hers. My bed sheet is soft and smooth while hers is hard and rough. I have this extra blanket which she doesn’t.
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