Earlier this week, I created my new blog Memstar. So far, I've been writing very short articles on learning. I really want everyone to experience the magic of Anki.
On Wednesday, I went to University Department to collect my examination pass. I got there and asked for it, fully expecting to get it.
To my surprise, the guy in charge checked and couldn't find my pass. He asked me if I owed the school and I replied, "no!"
He checked on his computer and my eyes widened. I saw a huge bill and I said out loud, "interesting." I was being charged twice for the semester. Easy problem to fix right? Well...
I walked to the administration block but couldn't get it fixed. No problem I thought, I'll fix it tomorrow.
Thursday, problem still remained. The people I met were nice but not helpful. I was told, "The person required to approve the change is not around. Come tomorrow." I went home.
Friday, same story as above.
Saturday, I woke up and didn't feel like eating. I went to school in the afternoon and got, "Come on Monday."
I have a paper on Monday and so coming back on Monday was unacceptable. I started everybody in the admin block. And the problem got fixed. End of story? Not yet.
Got home by 5 pm. I still wasn't hungry but I knew my mom would be pissed if she ever found out that I didn't eat all day. So, I ate five bananas.
As it got dark, I had this uneasy feeling about my flight scheduled for later this month but cast my fears aside.
By 7 pm, I decided to cook because I didn't want to cook the next morning (today.) I hesitated until it was 9 pm. I put the stuff on fire and relaxed on my bed.
Next thing I knew, I woke up with the room filled with thick black choking smoke. I ran towards the stove, turned it off immediately. I quickly poured some water into the charred pot.
I opened the windows to let the smoke out. And laid on my bed. The smoke made breathing difficult so I took out a handkerchief and soaked it in water. After that, I put it over my nose and mouth.
I spent thirty minutes completing the Anki flashcards on my phone. After that, I tried to go to sleep. My heart rate was normal but I couldn't fall asleep.
I guess, the thought that I'd almost killed myself kept me awake. Either the smoke or the fire would have done the job. But if I had to choose, I'll pick the smoke.
As I watched the ceiling, I thought it funny that my landlord and his kids did not smell the smoke. How dead could their noses be. They were not only awake, they were just across the hallway.
By 1 am, the thick smoke was still visible in the room. And, I finally fell asleep.
I woke up by 4 am and have been awake ever since. There was still left over smoke.
By 6 am, the room was smoke free. However, my room still reeked of smoke. Even my clothes smelled badly. I have a massive amount of washing ahead of me.
I didn't want to write about this but...
By 7 am, I heard a knock on the door. It was my landlord's son. He informed my that my landlord was going to increase my rent by 215%.
This last part is funny isn't it? Well, I'm glad to be alive. I thank God I am. Have a great week.
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