Wednesday, June 21, 2006
swotvac: the house of sleep
this is my new temp. housemate. the evictee whose ex-housemate was a gay shanghainese who brings his laptop into the toilet and leaves pubic hairs shaping letter M on the narrow cubicle walls. maybe cos his bed takes up the entire middle section of the lounge area, everyone in the household suffers from major sleeping spells, constant lethargy and pure sloth.and with sloth, i mean concussed with audible snoring on the beanbag, the blue couch, quentin's bed within half hour of gorging kfc mega family feast and watching cheesy hk movies of then andy lau and the actress who's always acting as 小倩.
meet quentin, the jamie oliver wannabe*.
quentin (left) with chris, the dean's list honour student. i think we were having serious hunger pangs for singapore food after a road trip to bryon bay (again) and glow worm mountain during roy's visit. maybe he misses teh-tarik the most. sam is still yearning for his $5 hokkien mee.
meet sally.
trump's friend and quentin's official floormate; sleeping approximately 1 metre apart separated by the couch and the coffee table. quentin's awfully sweet cos we have no blinds and sally would be scorched awake every morning, quentin clipped a cloth outside the balcony sliding doors so sally gets better sleep. aww...
sam has been mugging during swotvac, no news except he's currently hooked on mando-pop, practising to impress.
quentin's female friend was supposed to bunk in 2 days ago.
sally's friend is coming for a visit (ie. bunk in) before heading to london.
and i wonder how many housemates i really have.
*jamie oliver: quentin wore a red polka dotted apron while making dinner yesterday. how gay is that? picture not disclosed cos i'm afraid he'll kick me off his skyline.
fuck at 8:00 PM