Meeting the Man

Yea, I've been looking forward for today. It was darn exciting when it was announced that I've got this awesome guy as my academic advisor a while ago. I was leaping with joy, finally someone cool and fun to consult to. LOL. Well, aparently, the meeting went just fine. Wasn't quite extroadinary, I lied low, I didn't create any attentions.

Apparently, this man stayed in the UK for a whole deal of a decade, no wonder he's got this cool accent, not British, but definitely not local. He married a three quarter Chinese, but both of them are converted, and were blessed with two monsters. Came back and joint UM just sometime before I entered UM. Skinny guy, way too skiny if you ask me; thick specs, BIG nose, sparse brow and I presume he didn't have the habit of applying gels.

And then after it was the kids' turn.

So this is my story:

Hi. My name is Sakai, but most of the time my friends call me Bong. I hail from the the state where people are still believed to live on trees. But honestly, we're far more advanced, we have elevator in our tree!

As for my past time, I love blogging, I adore blogging, and I earnt 2 bucks from my blog since 3 months ago. I hope by the time I die, I could earn enough to get myself a pack of jostick. Besides that, I also likes to eat sausages, chicken especially, with garlics and perhaps pepper. Totally adore it. Mentioning about chicken, I always requested for chicken breast at KFC. More meat, chewy and yummy.

Errr.. Opps, sorry for the sidetrack. In the future, I wish to become an organ donor, but I'm still undecided really. My organs might've been pretty much damaged with those fatty depositions even. In fact, I think I might need to consult a cardiologist about my palpitations even when I'm sitting down. I eat waaayyy too much McDonalds up the tree in my hometown. But then again, I also wished to have a hospital of my own. I will get them cute doctors to work alongside with me, mind you, not UNDER me.

See, I'm this really low profile kinda guy, I don't brag, I hate drama queens. But then again, it sorta really nice to bitch around sometimes. I have this blogger friend, and we were like, well, you know, read each other's blog and he calls me bitch, yeap, b i t c h bitch, but lately I sorta decided to call him budak or pengawas since he was mentioning about that in his blog. Perhaps later on I might call him budak more... he's still in deny he's an old man, can't help him really, he suffers from quarter life crisis.

Errr... oops, sorry for the sidetrack again. Well, I think so far I'm doing fine. Nothing really huge happened to me ever since I came in here. Other than some stupid crushes I made on those cadavers in the dissection hall, I guess the centrifuge machine isn't that really significant is it? Oooh, and that F word in lab 3, I sort of used er, a permenant marker instead of a whiteboard. I didn't know then. Sorry about that. Well, yea, I guess that's all from me.

Muahahahaha... Hell, no, that's not what I said.