The New Wall

It’s almost Friday already. Last week I slept through much of the sermon because it was in Arabic. Then, after the congregation they announced a special prayer for the election. I was quite surprised by it – what could we possibly pray for, and perhaps more importantly which election? It turned out that it was for the election in Nigeria, not Ijok. The International Students Society requested for a special prayer for the safe conduct of the election. You read the news – the election didn’t go very well after all.

On Saturday, apart from watching TMNT, I also sent the A75 to be repaired, and bought a new camera – a PowerShot A710 IS. Since I had been thinking about it for a while, I guess I cannot say that it was an impulse buy. However, it sure feels like it, since even now I’m not sure why I bought the camera. Perhaps I should have known better not to get near, let alone enter, a shopping mall when I’m pissed off over something.

New wall, new camera

Monday and Tuesday, I was at a conference, off campus, which almost made it like a day (or two) off. Wearing a suit and tie for two full days was depressing – a reminder of another reason why I didn’t want to work in the corporate sector – while my mother bugged me about my light orange tie not matching my dark blue/black suit. I also received a call from the office – a failed former student of mine was terrorizing the department staff for my whereabout.

Wednesday, the student found me. He couldn’t believe that he failed. He failed two courses last semester: a course from his major and my course. The weird part is that he had no problem believing and accepting that he failed the other course, but refused to accept that he failed mine. WTF? I would imagine the typical student to have more problems failing a major course rather than some general broaden-your-mind course like Introduction to Economics. By the end of the meeting my voice was already up a few notches, and I was seriously seriously resisting a growing urge to give him a wallop, or at least a punch in the face. I suppose he got the vibe, and left saying something I’m not entirely sure what they mean.

After work I went to watch Wild Hogs. I love road-trip comedies.

Today was a day off for all government servants (which we sometimes are and sometimes aren't) in conjunction with the installation of the King, I woke up with the electricity out. My father was pissed off over the whole thing, somehow. I pretended in my head to be just as pissed off for not being able to watch the installation ceremony on television, knowing fully well that if the electricity were on, I would have slept through the whole thing anyway.

I am taking Friday and Monday off.