the drama nene
so ok, i am back, after a gazillion of years that i haven't give a damn about it.
i ain't some Singaporean chick who makes a living out of dialing keyboard buttons y'know..
TIME TO RANT:
life's been bumpy since the 1st day i stepped my feet in Melbourne, house moving, house cleaning , working out
(did i tell you i got inspired by will chalker?) , tolerating my new house mate's lackadaisical demeanor,
ielts result and pimply Malaysian face.
uni started 2 weeks ago and i already hated it from the very 1st second when i strutted to my fellow engineering partners.
i couldn't help but rolled my eyes and think : gosh they are as hideous as ever, when are these nerds gonna change? is't it so sad when
a so called "fetch boy" are surrounded by future engineers, meticulously dialing their scientific calculator and sloving e=mc square? (
errr wait, is e=mc square science or engineering ?)
i can still vividly recall that , when Ray D (my ill personified lecturer, who doesn't have a clue what obesity means) asked a question : who is
excited about chem eng this year? To my horror, hands were raised energetically and smiles were carved on their un-mostourised face.
my jaw dropped literally.
i mean like is it really exciting or is just for the sake to flatter the fatso so that he will ot be harsh for he final exam?
enough of that.
JUICY DETAILS :
i have a friend, call him nene shall we? thank god ( good gracious jesus mother of lord ) he finally found his significant other. Of course i have to congratulate
him (nene, you did it, woohoo)
i love nene as a friend, seriously. I gotta thank him first and foremost that he is the reason my English was alleviated from "adequate" to "articulate".
let's just skip the part how i met him, believe me, it was one of my most outrageous deeds that i have done in my life. In brief, nene WAS easily recognized
as he was big and chubby in size. I can still recall that he always appear in his oversized checked shirt with a 36' inch pair of jeans, of course i didn't judge him as he is one of the
1st few people i met in my college years, a.k.a my dark era.
Together as buddies, i get to know that he came from a typical Asian family which education is a top notch priority in lives. And i have to give him snaps as his is one of the aces in my
college years who aims for medicine for his life.
Did i tell you people that nene loves our Asian ladies? i know is not very shocking as he came from a multi-heritaged Malaysia, also with the fact malaysian chinese ladies
are renowned for their uber polite courtesy, and a plain ensemble which makes them looked like a perfect match as a life partner.
Couple of asian ladies had play some roles in his life, not to mention who they are, but i have to say nene was happy and he was satisfied as it is already adequate for the asian ladies to show up themselves
in his lecture without knowing who he is.
then it comes a time when he sorted things out a little bit, meaning he realized that he have to do something about it instead of the fantasy wanking for nothing(lol, i can't believe i just wrote that).
For some reason, nene experienced a sudden enlightenment out of nowhere, interested in upper classy hobbies like wines, fine arts and pseudo-intellectual talks ( whatever that means).
I am not surprised with the unexpected shift in his interest as i know it will not be long. Apparently i was wrong, nene was crazy in love with his newly found indulgence and had been actively participate since.
Gradually , annoyance hit. Maybe i am a "no shitter", but the constant deep talk just get me thinking
that he is doing it for the sake to upgrade himself and coolify his personality.
Then, i started avoiding him, not answering his calls, lied to him about why i couldn't make it for his dinner invites and even not replying his instant messaging. I have to say is my fault as i make up excuses didn't confront him
and tell him the truth.
Nene finally realized my "betrayal" of our friendship and he granted my wish, we took a break to each other for 3 months.
to be continued
i ain't some Singaporean chick who makes a living out of dialing keyboard buttons y'know..
TIME TO RANT:
life's been bumpy since the 1st day i stepped my feet in Melbourne, house moving, house cleaning , working out
(did i tell you i got inspired by will chalker?) , tolerating my new house mate's lackadaisical demeanor,
ielts result and pimply Malaysian face.
uni started 2 weeks ago and i already hated it from the very 1st second when i strutted to my fellow engineering partners.
i couldn't help but rolled my eyes and think : gosh they are as hideous as ever, when are these nerds gonna change? is't it so sad when
a so called "fetch boy" are surrounded by future engineers, meticulously dialing their scientific calculator and sloving e=mc square? (
errr wait, is e=mc square science or engineering ?)
i can still vividly recall that , when Ray D (my ill personified lecturer, who doesn't have a clue what obesity means) asked a question : who is
excited about chem eng this year? To my horror, hands were raised energetically and smiles were carved on their un-mostourised face.
my jaw dropped literally.
i mean like is it really exciting or is just for the sake to flatter the fatso so that he will ot be harsh for he final exam?
enough of that.
JUICY DETAILS :
i have a friend, call him nene shall we? thank god ( good gracious jesus mother of lord ) he finally found his significant other. Of course i have to congratulate
him (nene, you did it, woohoo)
i love nene as a friend, seriously. I gotta thank him first and foremost that he is the reason my English was alleviated from "adequate" to "articulate".
let's just skip the part how i met him, believe me, it was one of my most outrageous deeds that i have done in my life. In brief, nene WAS easily recognized
as he was big and chubby in size. I can still recall that he always appear in his oversized checked shirt with a 36' inch pair of jeans, of course i didn't judge him as he is one of the
1st few people i met in my college years, a.k.a my dark era.
Together as buddies, i get to know that he came from a typical Asian family which education is a top notch priority in lives. And i have to give him snaps as his is one of the aces in my
college years who aims for medicine for his life.
Did i tell you people that nene loves our Asian ladies? i know is not very shocking as he came from a multi-heritaged Malaysia, also with the fact malaysian chinese ladies
are renowned for their uber polite courtesy, and a plain ensemble which makes them looked like a perfect match as a life partner.
Couple of asian ladies had play some roles in his life, not to mention who they are, but i have to say nene was happy and he was satisfied as it is already adequate for the asian ladies to show up themselves
in his lecture without knowing who he is.
then it comes a time when he sorted things out a little bit, meaning he realized that he have to do something about it instead of the fantasy wanking for nothing(lol, i can't believe i just wrote that).
For some reason, nene experienced a sudden enlightenment out of nowhere, interested in upper classy hobbies like wines, fine arts and pseudo-intellectual talks ( whatever that means).
I am not surprised with the unexpected shift in his interest as i know it will not be long. Apparently i was wrong, nene was crazy in love with his newly found indulgence and had been actively participate since.
Gradually , annoyance hit. Maybe i am a "no shitter", but the constant deep talk just get me thinking
that he is doing it for the sake to upgrade himself and coolify his personality.
Then, i started avoiding him, not answering his calls, lied to him about why i couldn't make it for his dinner invites and even not replying his instant messaging. I have to say is my fault as i make up excuses didn't confront him
and tell him the truth.
Nene finally realized my "betrayal" of our friendship and he granted my wish, we took a break to each other for 3 months.
to be continued
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