Once again, I'd like to start off by saying things that have got nothing to do with the title:
Well, someone special must have been reading my blog....right after i posted the Valentine's entry, a girl came to my window, knock on it....and gave me a piece cake. Hmm...my life isn't cursed after all....so, I'd like to say..... HAH!! In your face, love-chain-letters!!
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Recently, something weird and mysterious have occured in my college. I'd like to call it....The Chronicle of the Mysterious Fat Guy @ MFG, No witch but me as a neighbour...which is just as bad, No lions (What you crazy? This isn't a zoo!) , Just his Wardrobe.
Once upon a time, long long ago....which is about three weeks ago. I can call it "long long ago" and put in 4 dots, right? It IS three weeks after all, 21 days ya know .... damn long lar wei....
Anyway, about three weeks ago, my M'sian senior, MFG, who's doing his final year here went missing. Yup, he went missing. I used to say that he's sooo fat that we can't see him, but nobody seem to laugh at that joke...hmm, must be the timing problem.
Okay...okay...sorry, i'll be serious now. The news is that he went missing. No notes, no news...nothing. He just picked up and vacated. At first, Lecturers came to check on his room because he missed his class. And just so you know anyone who plays truant, nahh...he's just a punk, Foreign student missing class, "GASP!" and everyone hold their breathe for 5 seconds. So, when he was absent for one whole day, lecturers came looking for him, and he wasn't in his room, nor seen anywhere....up till now. Last someone saw him was at the train station carrying a small bag. The college have informed the Police force and the M'sian Embassy but both authorities are still in Manhunt mode.
About him...He was never the friendly type...speaking very little. You know the phrase "won't speak unless spoken to"....well, he WON'T even speak when spoken too! Had little friends...hardly out of his room.
Then there's my other neighbour, a mongolian guy....no he's not Genghis Khan's decsendant but he can ride a horse. He....he's not fat but he's also quiet and quite a hermit crab too. Hardly out of his room, hardly socialize.... Once heard he complained that he don't enjoy college life, not one bit.
Some of my friends here commented that the main cause is me....well, they both are my neighbours after all!! Maybe I should have changed the title to, The Curse of My Neighbours...WOOOooooo.....
Ya know, these all kinda make me realise how important friendship is. And studying overseas, my friends aren't just "friends"....they are family. I mean, I felt it before when I was in M'sia but this is different....stronger I'd say. I don't have a smiling mom waiting at the door when i face a shitty day, I don't have my mom's skirt to cry on when I face a sad day. I do.. have friends though, in fact I prefer my friends to my mom cos' my friends don't nag but that's not the point. Anyway, seeing them two neighbours ....fuh, life without friends sucks. To everyone who's facing an adult life, and ESPECIALLY for my juniors who are braving their souls here this April, remember this..."no man/woman is an island" .
PS: I didn't torture nor torment my neighbours.
