The title pretty much sums up this week thus far. On Monday, I missed my classes because I got dressed, head down to my car and the alarm didn't work. I tried opening it with the key instead, blasting out the alarm - sending the entire people of Pantai Dalam into alert of my little hiccup. Then I remembered the alarm remote being soaked wet from last night. After two attempts and two loud alarms which lasted 2-3 minutes, I gave up. Anyway, it was scorching hot outside so I needed to get back indoor. There goes my black and white outfit with my winged-shoes for the Monday class. After some thoughts and help from my buddy Zuhairi a.k.a Jern, everything was okay. The remote was fixed and the battery was replaced. A giant thanks to Jern for chauffeur-ing me to the workshop and back - on his bike. I felt like a dirty, sexy Mat Rempit from Pantai Dalam - sounds nasty isn't it? Then today, I was alone in my class with my regular bunch wasn't around. Minutes later one by one steppe...
One man's delirium revisited