I had a friend.....No; I had a roommate, whom I know the greatest math orthodox persona complex in the known Milky Way galaxy. Whether it is a compliment or sarcasm, I just leave it to you folks to decide. All he had in his side of the room are math books, a computer, a scientific calculator & more math books. I'm not really fond with math but this guy, he's so mad with math that made me even more hating math. So basically, math revolves around him, thus making him.............I'm not really sure how to describe but here goes.
It was the 1st semester for me in Computer Science as I was still thinking where to move from my current hostel room. It's not that I wanted to move out but the management decided to convert the quarters for the females. One day during class, he approached me and began to speak to me (I'm pretty sure he's speaking English) in a way it's impossible to understand. It's like translating a Japanese news website using AltaVista Babelfish. It was horrible. It took me 15 minutes to decrypt the messages. I've talked too many mentally challenge person, which is more comprehensible than this guy.
Anyway, I didn't have a roommate then so I leave it to the hostel accommodation officers to randomly place and occupant in my vacant lot. Without my knowledge, for some reason this guy voluntarily took the vacant lot. At first I didn't mind. But then ...the horror began. It all began when I was downloading music at night. All of a sudden, he bends down to his knees and begged me to turn my pc off because he needed to get up early for his class the next day. It was 9 pm at that time. Ok, fine. So I went out for supper. The next day, I got up around 8.30 am, preparing for my 10 am lecture. The guy was still sounding asleep. Then I checked out his schedule and...His class only starts at 2 pm.......
A week later, his brand new pc came. For the first time in life, he got excited playing his first computer game. It was 11pm and I was surprised he still awake. So I told him to keep it down because I have 8 am class the next day. Then, he did what nobody expected would do. He gathered his bed sheets & his blanket, build himself his own mini size camp on his is study table. "You go sleep lah first". I was speechless.........To think that he made me an asshole the other day and that day he shamelessly made himself a bigger one.
It was Saturday, and I wanted to go to KL to do some shopping. I had everything planned what I needed to do when I get there. The trip from KL from Nilai is not exactly near and it took about 2 hours’ tops to get there by using all means of public transportation. Then he tagged along. During the journey, I felt terribly awkward. Usually when traveling a long distance, people would normally sit back & relax or having a little chat. His seating posture somehow looked like he had a diarrhea fest and had to go again. He kept asking me how long till we reach there. I wished the train had ejection seat & throw him out of the window. Finally we got there, began my window shopping. About 30 minutes later, I felt awkward when he followed me around. So I asked him if there’s anything that he wanted to see, or maybe we could meet up later. He insisted on following me. From his facial expression, he doesn’t seem to enjoy himself. So I decided to take a break and grab a bite. As we enter KFC, he made a huge reaction and said, “Haaah?! KFC ah?!!!” It’s the same reaction when we went to other fast-food restaurant. Then, we settled down at mamak stall. To be honest, I did not travel all the way to KL from Nilai just to eat plain mamak food. All he had was plain water. After the meal, I continued my shopping. Unfortunately, the plan was abruptly stopped. “When we are going back?” with a sulking expression. By looking at his face, I had lost my will to continue…I had only spent 2 hours in KL.
That was really frustrating until when we got back to our dorm. My pants got stolen. It was really lousy day for me & my favorite pants got stolen when I hung it out to dry. Of all thing that comes out of his mouth that was supposed to be words of sympathy, instead, “Next time when leave room, lock the door when u hang outside.’’ God damn it………
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