Madness. Babbling. Rambling. A PC that sounds like a vacuum cleaner. These are the things you can picture in your mind whenever you want to describe this particular companion of mine.

If Lim Yun Chuan (YC) lowers his head to look at you over his glasses, you know he’s gona hit you with some uber sarcastic punchline. Yeap, that shows just how much I know him. Third of 4 Johorians in the house, he stayed overseas for quite sometime, which brings about his fluent command of english [though I beat him at it sometimes, mwahahaha], and brilliant sarcasm. This smart-ass takes up Mech Engineering for his degree, but that aside, he’s a pure genius by registering for too many subjects, that his schedule is now oh so fucked up. He rarely has any free time, with all his commitments and crap.

What’s even more impressive, he can drone on his complaints like a freight train but he still devotes himself to it. He enjoys the fucking pains of commitment, i think. But that’s a quality you don’t see in particularly some people [read: me].

Whenever he DOES have free time, what does he do? Occasionally, this stick insect barges into my room and goes “Come Fazri,….let’s continue in our quest….to vanquish evil (with tongue sticking out)…. I shall weild the power to destroy…while you-” and he get’s interrupted by a casual “What?”. Then his train of thought dissapears and leaves him speechless, empty-headed and wide-eyed. Super good shit i tell you. Sure, he’s skinny, but he’s proud as hell of his ‘carpet needle-like’ spam rod [we're talking length. yeah, right]. Wordplay.

Now lets take a tour into his skull. Despite his invisble brain, the grey matter residing within carries lots of knowledge and experience. He can babble on and on like an overexcited geek who just got his hands on a brand new PC [hey, that's a good thing, you noobs!] or hit the swearing off like a Texan redneck who just swallowed a whole plate of sambal petai. Yup. His logic is usually reliable, although it’s more binary than anything else [it's either 0 or 1]. But at times when logic saves the day, we let him do the thinking.

Don’t let his mantis appearance [no, his butt his flat, unlike a real mantis] fool you. This guy takes up Aikido and Karate, and has a pair of batons for him to fool around with. His lightweight[lol] frame gives him the speed he needs, and when he has less flesh, that means his punches are uncushioned bone clubs flying at you.

Otherwise, we pretty much share the same flow of thought, since we both reacted the same way over the same video [it was a britney spears video, what do you expect?] and we happen to be able to sense each other’s sarcasm when no one else could. If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be his housemate today, so he’s the main person to thank lah. Did I mention that this mofo has a HUGE collection of anime? And I mean HUGE as in,

“Hey, don’t need to DL that, I have it”,
“What abt this one?”
“I got oso”
“This one?”
“I got oso”
“This one?”
“Here, take these, these and these [hands me several cd files], and tell me what I don’t have, then you download that”
“oh, okay.”

So there. YC will be mentioned very frequently for the next few months, for classified reasons. So, now I’m going to bug him to study for his mid-term papers, LMFAO.