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Common Complaints
Posted by Dan. Ee.
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1:23 AM
I SERIOUSLY,
Got to get this out of my mind immediately before it actually burns a part of the sane storage device of physical being; my brain.
The part where common sense and tolerance go hand in hand and function together.
My room mate, even after a food poisoning incident in which, I helped him to get to the hospital in Putrajaya. Wheeled him all the way in the wheelchair and even called the transport to get us back and forth from the hostel and there.
If it is not for that event, I doubt we will even have remote conversation beyond the occasional "off the lights?" or " I borrow _____".
Now, at least we are having some conversation. About games and general stuff. And not very often as he is always, I repeat, ALWAYS on his PC whenever he was in the room. Most of the time MSN-ing with his girlfriend or playing some high-end games.
At this point I must sound like a jealous, scorned girlfriend who was left dumped by her happy go lucky dude at the mall because he wanted to play pool or a kopitiam session at the local mamak shop.
Even I wouldn't even consider writing this here, you know. But things have actually stretched to the point where I am actually getting irritated because of his behavior. Which, are listed in a few eloquent points below:
-Switching on ridiculously loud gaming noises from your PC?
I know you have subjects that relate to game designing and requires you to expend hours of your life in a day dedicated to gaming. But, it would be far more preferable if you kept the sounds to your own ears. I am pretty sure technology has significantly improved especially in terms of expelling garbage to your ears and making you deaf before you turn 40.
Or... wait a minute! You spent 4 grand on that gaming rig itself, don't tell me they didn't even provide you with a headphone? Those lying basta*ds! They ripped you off! Even a tiny headphone?? Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~ that's not the way to do business man...
Keep the gaming developing process to yourself. Please. Us engineering students have a future to look to.
-Unplugging my LAN cable SPECIFICALLY from the router.
Just mine. That little blue cable.
So the line with is supposed to be SHARED and whatever little bandwidth that is provided, is entirely scoffed by his fervent, almost religious downloading and uploading activity. In which I can surmise, an important task, given the amount of games he download and upload daily.
As a frequent user of blogging and actual socializing and some minor downloading, I find it is a rather very distasteful attempt to hoard the entire trickle of downloading speed to yourself. Do spare some for the Banana Chinese that uses only a laptop in the corner of the room eh?
-Throwing his clothes around to even my part of the room.
See, this is where gets thoroughly irritating. I am pretty sure it is rather disturbing and absolutely mortifying to see an undergarment in the part where you reside in a shared hostel room. As with these little undergarments (note I am using it in a plural form. Use your imagination), it is horrid enough for me to come back after a long day and actually stepping on one.
Leaves much to the imagination, isn't it? And I agree wholly, the feeling is not a pleasant one.
- Switching off the room lights inadvertently without warning.
Picture this: You are lying down in bed after a long night completing assignments and have just studied for an upcoming midterm. All you want is a good rest. And you pick up a favourite novel at your bedside, (romance, thriller, twilight) to read, and to relax you to sleep. As you are already, literally into the novel in a leisurely manner, darkness practically embraces you in its unfeeling arms and you are ripped away from the fantasy world. And in that instant, you are jolted back roughly into reality, and of course, cranky and annoyed.
It does not help with the slumber at all whatsoever.
Instead, it leaves you with seething tongue and unpleasant thoughts of fury.
So, with all that, you can actually come to the conclusion where my room mate treats the room like he actually rented it wholly from the university. For his personal purpose.
So my life here actually, its comparable to the way the Soviet system or the Nazis treated their people. With me being the common public in question.
Fun = Liberal Thinking = Rebellion
or
Books = Freedom Of Mind = Different Ideology = Rebellion
In America, you look at the mirror. In Soviet Russia, Mirror looks at you!
In France, you read a book. In Nazi Germany, Book READS you!
Got to get this out of my mind immediately before it actually burns a part of the sane storage device of physical being; my brain.
The part where common sense and tolerance go hand in hand and function together.
My room mate, even after a food poisoning incident in which, I helped him to get to the hospital in Putrajaya. Wheeled him all the way in the wheelchair and even called the transport to get us back and forth from the hostel and there.
If it is not for that event, I doubt we will even have remote conversation beyond the occasional "off the lights?" or " I borrow _____".
Now, at least we are having some conversation. About games and general stuff. And not very often as he is always, I repeat, ALWAYS on his PC whenever he was in the room. Most of the time MSN-ing with his girlfriend or playing some high-end games.
At this point I must sound like a jealous, scorned girlfriend who was left dumped by her happy go lucky dude at the mall because he wanted to play pool or a kopitiam session at the local mamak shop.
Even I wouldn't even consider writing this here, you know. But things have actually stretched to the point where I am actually getting irritated because of his behavior. Which, are listed in a few eloquent points below:
-Switching on ridiculously loud gaming noises from your PC?
I know you have subjects that relate to game designing and requires you to expend hours of your life in a day dedicated to gaming. But, it would be far more preferable if you kept the sounds to your own ears. I am pretty sure technology has significantly improved especially in terms of expelling garbage to your ears and making you deaf before you turn 40.
Or... wait a minute! You spent 4 grand on that gaming rig itself, don't tell me they didn't even provide you with a headphone? Those lying basta*ds! They ripped you off! Even a tiny headphone?? Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~ that's not the way to do business man...
Keep the gaming developing process to yourself. Please. Us engineering students have a future to look to.
-Unplugging my LAN cable SPECIFICALLY from the router.
Just mine. That little blue cable.
So the line with is supposed to be SHARED and whatever little bandwidth that is provided, is entirely scoffed by his fervent, almost religious downloading and uploading activity. In which I can surmise, an important task, given the amount of games he download and upload daily.
As a frequent user of blogging and actual socializing and some minor downloading, I find it is a rather very distasteful attempt to hoard the entire trickle of downloading speed to yourself. Do spare some for the Banana Chinese that uses only a laptop in the corner of the room eh?
-Throwing his clothes around to even my part of the room.
See, this is where gets thoroughly irritating. I am pretty sure it is rather disturbing and absolutely mortifying to see an undergarment in the part where you reside in a shared hostel room. As with these little undergarments (note I am using it in a plural form. Use your imagination), it is horrid enough for me to come back after a long day and actually stepping on one.
Leaves much to the imagination, isn't it? And I agree wholly, the feeling is not a pleasant one.
- Switching off the room lights inadvertently without warning.
Picture this: You are lying down in bed after a long night completing assignments and have just studied for an upcoming midterm. All you want is a good rest. And you pick up a favourite novel at your bedside, (romance, thriller, twilight) to read, and to relax you to sleep. As you are already, literally into the novel in a leisurely manner, darkness practically embraces you in its unfeeling arms and you are ripped away from the fantasy world. And in that instant, you are jolted back roughly into reality, and of course, cranky and annoyed.
It does not help with the slumber at all whatsoever.
Instead, it leaves you with seething tongue and unpleasant thoughts of fury.
So, with all that, you can actually come to the conclusion where my room mate treats the room like he actually rented it wholly from the university. For his personal purpose.
So my life here actually, its comparable to the way the Soviet system or the Nazis treated their people. With me being the common public in question.
Fun = Liberal Thinking = Rebellion
or
Books = Freedom Of Mind = Different Ideology = Rebellion
In America, you look at the mirror. In Soviet Russia, Mirror looks at you!
In France, you read a book. In Nazi Germany, Book READS you!
