I stood in front of Colony Manor laundry room, holding a bottle full of detergent, heavy. I took out my apartment key and try to shove in the key. "Mane lubang kunci?" I asked myself. I stood there and still trying to open the door.
A guy passed by. He stopped and stared.
"Bodoh!" I whispered. Then I looked up. "Oh hey, good morning. I'm still half-awake, you know" and thank god he bought it. "You're funny" and he walked away to the bus stop. He smiled, a witty smile.
Trivia:
Do you know that we at RIT have to use our card key to open practically every door on campus? Even the laundry room. NOT OUR APARTMENT KEY.
Ouh yeah, I hate laundry room. And I should've had a master key. Huh!
7 comments:
hoi blonde!!!!!! dah nak grad pun x reti2 lagi nak swipe?
hoi cube ko bgn2 tdo tros angkut beg laundry g buat laundry. pasti ko paham perasaan nk masukkan kunci rumah kt dlm pintu laundry room. (!!!!) hahaha
*nanges*
asal blonde sgtttttttt
*baling hammer*
anak mak sejati, nk wat cane.
*gelak guling2*
blonde abessss!!
*suap eskrem*
asmaa, diam skang.
comel la kisah2 ko this year, siap flirt2 lg dgn pakcik housing n mamat random...ahaha!
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