Monash Males Part 3!

Back by popular demand! just when i thought that there were no more guys willing to allow me to defame them on my nasty blog... i present to you, our first and hopefully not the last business student!!! woot! and also one of biotech's "finest" :) Let the curtains open, the drums roll and the audience give a welcome cheer for your one and only JEFF and maybe not such a thunderous applause for Chris...


Jeff Azrai!!!

This fine specimen of male is not unlike our beloved Hong, with a twist! this particular male specifically asked me to fully fill his little section with praises. so here's your praises Jeff. you're cute, he's a relationship virgin and he's cuddly. and that's it folks!

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ok la. ok la. i'll do it properly. jeff is a nice chap. he along with hong and i did the 10km walk. he's about the same size as hong and loves to do things with hong (*wink wink!*) heheh! get your minds out of the gutter people!!! they love giving people chicken and turkey sandwiches! sheesh! hahaha! i have gotten one of those sandwiches. and if you have no idea what i'm talking about, never mind. it's better for you not to know, then you can fully appreciate their remarkable cooking skills.

jeff loves man untied and would die for them, this shows the amount of loyalty he has if you manage to hold him in your grasp. he also has a friend called suzie who's very pretty, though not very bright. i have no idea how jeff puts up with suzie, but if it's any indication of patience, i think he has alot. the things suzie says makes me wonder what the world is coming to with young people like suzie ("she's" 3 years younger me, which merits me calling "her" a little kid).

anyhow, jeff is a business student who frequents the lounge to play foos. he likes to call me beat-rice and stay up late to complete assignments. he's a wonderful person to talk rubbish with and is pretty down to earth for a rich boy. this silly boy has a thing for small and petite chinese girls. you know the cutesy cutesy type? yeah. if you're that, then you're his type. doesn't matter if you're an air-head or not (if you are, i doubt you'd understand the sarcasm and wit i portray on my blog, thus not bothering to read it), jeff will be willing to take you into his warm embrace and let you cuddle him.

Christopher Lua

christopher is a 3rd year biotech student that works in the lounge. he has squinty eyes and is chubby (fat). he likes to wear this really heady cologne that gives me a headache when he's around too long. he's a permanent fixture behind the lunge counter when his assignments are due on that particular day. he like to play foosball and enjoys drinking with his buds.

this guy ar... he's the equivalent of alex deo, in my eyes la. i can really think of much nice things to say about him cos he's forever saying mean things about me. but he's a good guy essentially. i think! chris has volunteered to have his name sullied on the internet by yours truly so i guess that accounts to something! chris and i have been classmates for the past two semesters and i think the most prominent characteristic that i have noticed from him is that withouth people pushing him, or if something is really urgently due, it's only then, he'll begin working. if i thought i procrastinate, he makes me look hardworking!

chris is nice... he is! but especially so when he needs help from you to complete an assignment, a report that you have already done. superb friend though. he's good for laughs and has a wicked sense of humour. most of the time. or more like when it's not aimed at me. chris is a bin tai lo most of the time and can be really understanding and caring when the situation arises. he can be mighty annoying too! he can tell wicked good ghost stories and more than once has told me about what he used to see when he watched bomohs do their "thang". not a guy to trifle with if you unless you plan to have him sic a pontianak on you...

he resembles a dugong when he's all relaxed at the beach. he has had a wonderful relationship or two with a few rather unsavory individuals (neptune and a female werewolf) but thank the heavens their bad attitude hasn't rubbed off entirely on him. chris is a reliable friend and wonderful guy most of the time. i do feel a bit bad with me putting up all this mean stuff about him...but then where's the fun in being nice?! hahah!

Yummy Yummy (Part II)

Just sharing the yummy-ness that is my darling...sorry babe. since you've put this pic on your msn, i think it's ok for me to put it here, right? teehee!!!


*sizzle!!!*

Exams Incoming!!!! Fire in the Hole!!!

no, i'm not mad. i'm just tired. after the past few days of camping in uni doing my revision, i'm sorely tempted to throw my files and folders of notes into a bonfire. really. it's getting monotonous and annoying to have to wake up everyday with the thought that, "SHIT! fucking finals.."

my temper has been a little short, my moods swing like a freaking, well, swing... my eyebags are so prominant, it's scary. my highlighters have never done so much work, one expired today and made a one way trip to the bin. nick and i have been trying to fit in "us" time in this busy busy schedule. but a few stolen kisses aren't doing the trick. i want a full blown date, but both of us realise the cruelty known as exams. damn cursed thing.

other than that super duper cheerful note, i have discovered the ugly side of monash uni students who are utter fucks. these particular shit assholes are known as pigs, or hogs, in a more recognisable term. the uni, trying to make up for this God awful time, opens up the classrooms for the students to use till 12 am everyday. some assholes think it's funny to hog a room from 8am to 12 am. like, hello?!?! what the fuck do you think you're doing?!

today, we had the unfortunate event of being "shooed" from C1.1. so, being the adaptive university students we were (we consisting of jeff, eugene, nick and i), peeked around the TRs. TR 2 had a rather smelly african guy (no offence. he smelt sickly sweet) so we moved onto TR 3. i would like to think of the events that followed the next few minutes the battle of The Sow Vs. The Students... as we reached for the front door, we were greeted, in terrible english, "Don't trouble". obviously, the person thinks that it's a proper command. "Don't trouble"? what the hell are you supposed to mean?! hello?!?! you're studying in a university that has to use english on a freaking daily basis. ok, i digress...

so anyhow, facing that, we turn the handle so as not to "trouble" the occupant inside... SHOCK AND HORRORS!!! IT'S LOCKED?!?!?! what do bitchy and snarky people like me do? hammer on the door. jeff, being the hero he is, went to the back door and started kicking it (needless to say, it was locked). through this time, i thought there maybe a group of people in there, but no... this sour looking pig-faced-sow comes stomping to the door and unlocks it glaring as menacingly as she can at 3 tall guys brushing by her like she's dirt and one very irrate female (me!).

when we got in, i realised that this happy little camper had brought her books, food, water and shit with her into the damn room. so not heeding worthless people, we began to rearrange the tables as jeff chanted "power outlet... where's a power outlet?" throughout this time, our wonderful little room mate covered her ears dramatically and huffed as she tried to study her work. the worst thing about this all is that this little bitch is a ACCA student, which is equivalent to her being a SUNWAY student. so what the flying fuck is she doing locking MONASH classrooms and pretending that she even has a bloody right to be there?!

after we settled down, we began to study. there were little whispers and chuckles coming from our corner and jeff decided to switch on the AC. the room was damn stuffy mind you. the minute dear jeff did so, Ms. Bitch turned around with a look of absolute horror and hugged herself to beat off the, then, non-existant cold. i snorted and began my revision. sue ann and melanie came in a short while after, and again, began rearranging tables and discussing what to put where... lovely little housemakers, them. through this all, Ms. Hogger, must have thought that our less than 10 decible activities were too loud for her sensitive ears and got up in a little huff with her notes and stormed out. nick and i giggled madly as she left.

10 to 15 minutes after that, she walks in with a brilliant smile on her piggy face and begins packing up her things. she makes a big show, to no one in particular by slamming her remaining notes into her folder and huffing as she tidied up her stuff. waltzing out, she had a look of a piggy that had found a new place to hog. as the door shut behind her, nick and i gave a high 5 to each other and burst out in laughter. melanie "hrmph"ed and said something along the lines to good riddance or somewhat. so in conclusion, what do we learn?

the top 3 ways to get rid of an unwanted person in a room is to:

3. Talk about exercise regimes and get really excited about comparing pics of yourself half naked
2. Talk about gay sex
1. Smell sickly sweet and show no chance that you're leaving

oh, to get rid of hogger, just flaunt in their face that you got in, and you ain't going no where!