Graduate Hall - Shame of NTU

There are a few chuths who wonder why I am so vocal about the facilities for Graduate Students at NTU - here are a few of my issues:

• The pantry is filthy by the end of the day, and it stinks. And on Sunday evenings - its in a wretched state.
• There is always one washing machine not functioning
• The refrigerator is packed with all kinds of stuff - food and otherwise (CDs, books, sanitary napkins, mouldy bread, purplish-green cheese, thick white heavy substances in tetrapacks originally for milk, broken eggs, indonesian prawn paste... etc etc)

• The microwave ovens are never clean... there are always remnants of something cooked ealier - because strange assholes leave rice, eggs etc to cook for 25 minutes. I mean which sane bastard would cook eggs for 25 minutes?? See the pics below...

• There are a pile of wet clothes on the bench in the washing area
• The Graduate geniuses who wash 1 bra, half a panty, 1 pair of socks and 1 hairband for 75 minutes in the only fully-working machine - using 57 litres of water...
• The exit form Lobby 3 that never works with the contact-less card: and some genius asshole who decides to stick a fucking stone in the door so that it stays open - letting in strange 4 legged reptiles, insects and garbage-hogging cats.
• Rose, the stinky, ugly whore who refuses to stop spitting in the wash basin
• The overflowing garbage bin...

• My 2 mentally deranged neighbours... last night the Oxbridge Gujju was on the phone trying to lick a white guy's ass in the U.S. "I must say that you don't sound your age. You sound definitely younger". This coming from a guy who plays that geriatric bitch Mangeshkar's 'Didi tera devar deewana'... And Robin 'zarqawi' Tandujaja.

Countdown begins - 10 days to go...