The sagas of my bike continue, and yes I’m guessing you’re sick of hearing about them. On Monday, about 15 mins after I’d gotten home I was sitting in my room when I heard a really weird and loud SSSSSHHHHHHH noise, which sent half my kos running somewhere. I assumed someone had knocked some stuff off a table or something, until one of the girls appeared at my door and told me that I had a puncture. I said yeah I did but I’d gotten it repaired, while shaking my head in amazement that she could know such a thing when I hadn’t seen her all day. She looked confused and said ah no, its punctured. I went into the garage to find out that the loud noise was the back wheel exploding, for the second time that day. It seems that the tubing keeps splitting, and really needs to be replaced, but the bike repair guys just keep patching it up.
I had my final exam for Javanese today, meaning that its one subject wrapped up for the semester. Last night I invited everyone over to “study” and cooked spaghetti and meatballs. We had a great time, but didn’t get much study done of course. The problem with doing things at my kos is that I can’t invite any males, as they’re not allowed in. So Paul had to sit this one out. Tonight we’re going to see an Indonesian movie that apparently is really good and funny. Its called The Quickie Express, and sounds quite risque for an Indonesian movie! So it should be fun.
Its hard to believe that its less than 2 weeks until Christmas, which means I really need to start getting myself organised because I fly to Jakarta next Friday!