OK. Totally out of study mood. 3:58pm, and I don’t know what should I do, facing the lectures notes and somewhat called “REFERENCE BOOK”. I am making no preparation for tomorrow’s paper, although I promised myself to prepare well for the subject. JUST, out of study mood.
I kept wearing on the headset, let the music endeavoring all of my study mood, and I pissed off, laying on the bed, holding on the book, and gazing around without any focuses and purposes. DON’T ASK ME WHY I DO THIS, BECAUSE I AM ALSO EAGER TO KNOW WHY. This is what call, ELAPSE. Elapsed from the tensions that I suffered for the whole month, oh no, to be more ACCURATE, the whole SEMESTER. Assignments, tutorials, piles and stacks of notes, and, the EXAMINATION CALLING, TIMETABLES making me totally out of breath.
It’s just like a knife, in my windpipe, I can’t breathe, I STILL FIGHT while I can fight,for as long as the wrong FEELS RIGHT it’s like I’m in flight. (Rihanna, as well as Eminem, thanks for the great intervention of the lyrics, I am not plagiarized, because I CITED both of you in here. XDXD) So do try to imagine I was spending nearly the whole month, not stepping out from the room, and buried my head in the notes, with ANNOYING roommates, who made me can’t even have a soundly sleep after using up all the synapses for memorizing, understanding, and all STUPID revising. I was listening to her sweet whispering with her DARLING all the night, in the condition that I was so tired and fed up with her laughs and her inconsiderate.
It was the wee hours in the morning. I had to sit for my CHEMISTRY paper on the next day, yet I opened my eyes wide big enough which reminded me that I should have a good rest, or else, all my efforts will go into a vain. GOOD. She talked over her phone from the late evening hours, until the dawn. Until I saw the gold sun rays were trying to pricking into my room. Until I realized that I spent a sleepless night with that STUPID MORON’S PHONE CHATTING. Until I snoozed off my alarm which was ringing non-stop. Until I was so angry with her, so mad at myself. Until the nerve, which sends off the ERUPTING stimuli to my brain, IS HIGHLY STIMULATED. It was so unlucky of me, to sleep on the lower decker with her on the same bed.
I woke up. And she awaked immediately when her phone rang.6.15 am. She continued to talk over it, laughing, increasing her volume unconsciously. I remained peace, SO PEACE, and walked to my wardrobe. I kept telling myself to bear, ALL OR NOTHING. It was just a small problem. I can settle it. I CAN! Well, she seems like not guilty at all for interrupting up all my plans, and wreaking out giggles and laughs with the DAMN SH*T who called for the whole night. Guess what I do next?
I opened my wardrobe’s door and get the pair of formal wear up, to NOTIFY her that I was going to sit for the test. AND. “BANG!” I slammed my wardrobe’s door so hard, and I can even feel the whole table was being shut for the temporary tremble. AND. I threw my shampoo bottles on the table, with my KILLING EYES. I have no any facial expression (which had been commented that I am so SCARY when I was having that kind of expression by my friends), and she knows about it. I looked myself into the mirror. Guess what I saw? I saw a pair of swollen red eyes, and a pair of big, dark circles lying on my eyebag. It was totally making me OUT OF NERVE. I HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!
So the following days, she dares not to talk with me with a single piece of word, AND, the most important thing is, SHE WENT OUT OF THE ROOM FOR PHONE CHATTING after the incident.
Kee is not the silly bum to endure everything all the time, I just don’t want to show up it, and don’t simply grab the chance to keep acting like a FOOL in front of me sometimes. There is a limit for my tolerance and endurance. So please don’t be the STUPID FELLOW, and trying to challenge me. COME IF YOU DARE. I will let you see.
I am going to introduce you guys with some sort of persons, who I had never met before this in my 20 years of life. I NEVER SEEN SUCH AN UNTIDY, UNHYGIENE, and BRAINLESS fellow, who claimed herself as the UNIVERSITY STUDENT as well. JUST A BIG SHAME ON HER. A third year senior don’t have the common sense to take care on others’ feelings, her surrounding’s cleanliness and her own-self hygiene. Whenever she comes into my sight area, she will be scanned and labeled as FULL OF VIRUSES AND BACTERIA. Look at her place. What I mean is, A HERD is even CLEANER than her PLACE! I knew I am quite out of rationale on snapping and posting pictures of her place, which should be so intimate and confidential, but, CAN YOU GUYS IMAGINE THAT I AM ACTUALLY SLEEPING BESIDE THIS KIND OF SUCKS TABLE AND PLACE? I don’t know what means for her, to keep a used, oily and dirty tupperware, or cups, or mugs, or spoons for a whole week long, placing them on in the sink, or sometimes even on the table, where the food scraps in the things started to turn sour, and the unpleasant smell came out and filled the room. Is she enjoyed over it? I really don’t know how to comment on it. DISGUSTING. A girl. It’s just like nobody else in the room, and she on her music as loud as she wants, paying no considerations on others who need to study. Don’t she know there is a kind of invention, called HEADSET? And one more thing, she never take the broom and sweep the floor! WHO SHALL BE THE SILLY BUM TO DO THIS? I am. She behaves like it was quite a reason for us, for me to sweep the floor and do all these things for keeping the room clean. Well, I AM! Because I am different from you.
So now, I am playing to be a selfish role in the room. (Actually I am not selfish at all.) I am sweeping room, my place, and one of my roommate’s place, since she was quite a nice person for me. The word NICE here means she is doing nothing to offend of infracting my life styles, doesn’t mean that she treats me good. I am so willing to sweep the whole room, EXCEPT the STUPID SENIOR’S place, OH NO, allow me to say, her NEST. She will look me barely with a pair of irritated eyes whenever I swept the others’ places, and the broom will automatically STOPS at her place. Actually, I WAS QUITE HAPPY AND CAN’T STOP MYSELF FROM GIGGLING WHEN I READ HER IRRITATION. XDXD So bad I am, is it? But, I just can’t persuade myself to help to clean up such a messy place. Well, let her be! JUST THE WAY SHE IS. I choose to close my eyes, close my ears, seeing nothing, hearing nothing. SO I AM CREATING A SMALL CORNER FOR MYSELF IN THE ROOM, where nobody can enter it except me. Haha.
OK. Finish nonsense. I shall start study now.
P.S: 5 days more to go back, my SWEET, LOVELY, CLEAN, home with LOVELY daddy, mummy, sis, my PIANO, blackie and my NICE BED!!!!!!!! WHEEEE……
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