Since Carl is the type of person that could easily adapt to a new place, he doesn't have any problem to fall asleep on the bed. Although he does feel a bit of discomfort because of the alien surroundings of the dorm, its not really a big problem. After a while he closes his eyes, he fell asleep.
It's all dark before it suddenly turns bright, and a voice accompanies it and later he felt a little bit of a sensation like a hand touching his skins. At first, it was gentle before it turns very wild, he's been rocked by it but he doesn't care and continues to sleep. The slow voice suddenly turns very loud, and it startled him and he finally wakes up. The first thing he sees with his tiny opened eyes was an annoyed faces of his friends. One of them said, "Haishh finally you woke up, about time too, we're about to leave you alone" and they later burst into laughter. "Now, now go take a shower, and prepare for Subuh prayer". Carl just nods. Although his name sounds like someone from the Iberian, he is a Muslim.
With a grumpy face he walks to the shower. He turn on the shower and the cold water hit his body and he was really startled by it. The cold water almost frost him! Anyway lets just skip the shower parts. After he's done with that, he went to wear his baju melayu. Then he went to pray. Done all that, he went back to the dorm in order to prepare for his breakfast and to iron his school uniforms. It was then that he realizes that he had accidentally brought his old pants. "OMG!!! There is no way that I could fit into these!!!" him with his disbelief looks. But since he doesn't have any choice, he just wear that. "Oh, this is so not comfortable!". Carl really starting to regret his doings.
Anyway, done with that, he quickly goes down the stairs to get to the canteen. His tight pants cause it hard for him to move around. From afar, it seems like he is wearing a skinny jean, or in this case, its skinny school pants. Oh not also forget to mention, its very hard to tuck in his shirt. "Do I really have to endure this for four days?", while sighing. Then, he went to the canteen to eat his breakfast. What is it? A curry puff maybe.
And so the first talk begins, everyone would have to go to the venue, which in this case a classroom which is located in a school building and its on the fourth floor. "Another stairs?" With a pants like this, a stair does seem to be his worst enemy. He is worried that his skinny pants might goes prapp! and that would surely be a nightmare. Nevertheless, thank god he managed to safely arrived to the venue without any problems. The talk begun and it primarily about how to answer and succeed in PMR. What makes it worse, today's talk is Maths! I really love maths but not to calculate, and formulas and numbers. Yep I love Maths a lot. Carl talking to himself.
After a few hours, the talk ended, and so they may disperse. There are a lot of another activity but all of it were too generic. Night arrived, and so Carl is very tired, he went on to his bed and fell asleep.
Day 4 ended.
