Attention: This post is full of vulgar. You have been warned.
Since this semester, I have dedicated few blog posts essentially to my
fucking ignorant and inconsiderate 3rd-Year-Communication-students housemates.
NOW, I want to dedicate this post to my beloved housemate - Su. Please read along to find out why.
Few weeks back, as final exams were around the corner, I (and we) thought that the 3rd room's housemates would at least or at most be a little
fucking understanding and perhaps
fucking behave a little.
(fyi, there are four rooms in a hostel: Master bedroom is room 1, room 2 in the middle, room 3 next to the back door and mine the single room is room 4)Dude, this is final exam lah~ You don't fucking mess with final lah okai...
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Lolcats and funny picturesToo bad, I think I (and we) have overestimate their
fucking mental state. Not that they get any worse than before, but they're still the
FUCKING SAME - infinite hysterical-and-high-pitch laugh and chitchat!
There was one time, on last last Wednesday night, the night before Instrumentation Design paper, I tried to memorize some theory thing, and out of sudden a
fucking super-high-dB laugh burst out from room 3, and everything I want to memorize
fucking vanished!!!!
fucking SENGET!!!! So I straight away packed my notes and 'escaped' to the desk (and use their
fucking desk) in front to continue study.
Not that I don't want to
fucking scold them, but dude, they are
fucking big and
fucking old and
fucking mature enough that
'tak malu ke nak kena tegur sampai dua tiga kali? Tak paham bahasa ke?' SENGETAnyway, I'm not the only victim in the house.
As and Hawa sometimes went to Surau to study, just to avoid the kids disturbing their study.
Su, one of my housemates, always studies at home, either at her desk or in her room. During the exam week, whenever the kids start to make noise pollution again, I would peek through my door to see whether Su is at her desk or not. Please see the diagram below for clearer view.
^Diagram of my hostel houseAs you can see, whenever someone walk into the house from the back door, she/they will walk through a corridor which is next to my room, and will as well immediately see Su's desk, and Su herself if she is studying at her desk.
So, sometimes, I'm not really sure whether they are so
fucking blind or
fucking stupid or what's
fucking wrong with their mind, that they cannot
fucking see a person, sits in front of a desk full with books and notes and papers,
STUDYING! It's not a doll, not a mannequin, not a ghost, IS A HUMAN BEING for God's sake!
Make sense la sikit senget if you want to buat bising. Help lah a little help lah...And, what really make us so mad is that, if only their friends who are making all those noises, we would be pleased if our
fucking housemates would scold their friends because they are staying under one
fucking roof with us. Not only they never say anything, they join the
fucking fun! How can we not
fucking mad???
Finally~ last night, Su, the heroine, took her action.
It was about 10pm when I felt so tired I tried to sleep. As usual, the 'friends' came by again, and a series of high pitch laughter began. I think I'm immune already, I didn't bothered.
Out of sudden, silent. I mean,
dead silence.
Hawa asked me to look what's on the back door, and I saw this...

^You are our hero
lah Su!!!
Cool? Finally, it is a bliss and wonderful silent moment that I hoped for so looooong. I haven't heard any of the laugh or even whisper until now.
What I hope the most now is, 'You guys just get the
fuck back to your hometown liao lah and stop making our life miserable again'
Oh yes... AND,
Merdekaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!
Exam finish already!!!!
Scream for Freedom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!