Girls, think twice...

My housemate had just shared a guy-philosophy with me.

Quite interesting. =)

But definitely nothing new.

Before marriage, guys want girls to be DEPENDENT on them.

Guy : " You have a broken pipe? Ok. Ok. I'm on my way."

" I'll repair the computer for you."

" Please, I would like to help you with that."

Ohhhh.... So sweet...

After marriage?

They expect girls to be INDEPENDENT.

Scenario: A broken pipe in the kitchen. Again.

Girl : "The pipe is leaking. Don't you want to do anything with it?"

Guy : "Oh? Last time, that was my mum's job..."

The reality is,

Guy marry girl = Security

The girl will be bounded by marriage.

Guy : "Aha!!! She is mine."

=p

So? What you think?

The toughest part of my life

A pure torture, I would say.

To do this every now and then.

I find it very exhausting and energy-consuming.

And this torturous task is to KEEP AWAKE for lectures and tutorials.

My eye-lids just will just get heavier as time tickles past.

It was just as inevitable as the fact that it is impossible to keep the cockroach out of the lecture hall.

I have to, literally, summoned every strength I have to keep the eye-lids muscles working.

It is indeed a strenuous exercise, I have to say.

There will be endless of suffering in time to come...

Uni life

How do you feel on the first day of your uni life? Excited? Estranged? Lovely?

Well... I had mixed, complicated feelings.

Freaky. Scary.

A huge, disgusting, safety-threatening cockroach crawled pass me during my first lecture...

A new fact learned:

Married men live longer than unmarried men

Married women die faster than unmarried women

So, I figure out that it is better for ladies to remain single and men to get married (i mean a man-man marriage)

Yucksss.......

I had never been so "sui" (bad luck) before.

Forgetfulness and mindless have always been typical of me. I had lost both my pencil case and water bottle in the same day but at different venue and time.

Alas! What a massive lost!

However, after two days, I got back my pencil case from the lost and found department.

And what's more?

There is a pen, obviously not mine, inside it.

Should I take it back to the lost and found department as well???

My new friends had certainly impressed by my gift of absent-mindedness.

What to do???

But the thought of me leaving some souvenirs inside the bodies of my patients in future really sent a chill into my spine.

Oh no.... Stop right HERE! Don't think. Don't think...

Venue : Monash library.

Cold and having the super emergency call of nature, and frustrated that the 3rd floor wash room is under cleaning, I had to dashed to the floor below for the wash room.

What happened to me??? Am I hallucinating or what?

The men sign is like a lady with skirt. (Not this. This is the ladies)

And yes. I went IN!

Though it seemed odd to have

this in ladies, but who cares?

I don't.

I just want to pee.

A deep clearing-throat voice coming from the toilet reminded me that

THIS IS INDEED A MALE TOILET.

Run!

The door flung open. A guy, yes a male, walked in...

Maybe he don't want to embarrass me.

Or maybe he was too tall and my height could not reach his level of vision.

Or maybe I am just so man.

Nothing happened. No shouting. No shock. Nothing.

Just calm.

And me?

"Sorry." and flew. :p