When I first moved in here to this apartment with AP many years ago, there're strange series of random events happened to me. From the garage door jammed, I had to bring my stuffs through lobby instead, then I got stuck in the elevator in between two floors (doors opened but all i see is the floor slab), heard the old couple next door having sex outloud when I stood at the balcony, got harassed by the chinese uncle next door, but most interesting one was when an indian girl climb up to my balcony. Bear in mind that I live on the roof floor of the building [soul232, no she does not drop from the sky, LOOOL].
I choose the bad time of the year to move in here with AP and TC as I have heaps of overdue reports to write. I moved here for three reasons, one I'm getting close with AP, two it's closer to my part time job, three it's more fun as my boarding house was not as fun anymore for another three reason. one, it's not a good mix like it used to be, two, I don't get closed with new boarding house mates, three, I got mugged by five guys with knife on my neck one night after I finished lab analysis around midnight. (OK, lets stop drifting)
So I just finished drafting another 120 pages report for my professor to read before he leaves to work with NASA in summer. So tired I fell asleep on my bed with my window blinds wide open. I heard the intercom been buzzed like no tomorrow but I can't be bothered to answer it. I know TC usually answered the intercom so I assume she did, AP is just too lazy to get up as always (missing his morning class as usual).
"Thank God the intercom finally stop" I tot so I close my eyes again only last less than 3 minutes then there's loud banging sound on my window. when I opened my eyes, I saw an Indian girl stood up on my balcony and yelling "Please open the door". I was like "WTF, who are you...?" still trying to open my eyes as I only slept for 2 hrs after sending that report online.
I opened my balcony door and she started to lift a plastic chair, I was like "OK girl, you owe me an explanation, and hell, this is like 6 am in the morning, so who are you?". Then the girl said "Oh Uh, my keys, the balcony...". "Hold on, you, who are you?" I stopped her. Then she said, "I am your neighbour on unit 3, I forgot my keys, I tried to buzz your intercom but no answer, so I call unit 1 instead and they let me in, but unit 1 and 3 balconies are not connected, so I borrowed this chair from unit 1 to climb here and I wonder if you could help me to climb to my unit so I can grab my keys". I was still trying to pry my eyes open and walk towards AP's balcony and help her climb and throw that plastic chair to her balcony then went back to bed.
The next day... she's turned out to be Italian, not Indian... I'll tell you in the next post, so sleepy now.... to be continued