Thursday, November 01, 2007
Campus's Post-Halloween Joke
Update on Pacco de Invisible mutt.
I think I'm lonely...,
I think I'm bored...,
I think I'm stink...,
And I think I'm getting fat!
Lonely because owner didn't want to entertain me. Bored because I had nothing to do beside sleep, eat and poo. Stink because I had not been bathing for months. Fat because I got no exercise. But not to worry, Ms. Owner will definately get me bath tomorrow, because she's afraid that no one will want to fetch me on Saturday if I'm stinky.
Guess what came to my mind. The below is a picture of me being a 'Naughty Pacco' on 6 November 2006. I think destroying your owner possession is the best way to get her attention.
While today, Ms. Owner had finally step out ffrom the house for the first time since my major dissapointement of the year, which occured last Saturday. She's heading to the awkwardly big exam hall, which had the capability of getting their students feeling terrified and nearly wet their pants even before they start reading the examination paper. But ofcoz it won't even affect my owner's mood at all. She's being in an extremely sleepy and tired mood, hardly had time to investigate the surrounding, even go as far to neglect her friends who greeted her.
After the hectic '3 hours writting till your hands go numbs', is finally time for her to relax herself for a day, onlining in the school library, while waiting for Mr. Daddy who always seems to reach after the sunset, earliest in the history would be 7.30pm. While, if he's late, give your guess. Later, Ms. Owner started to realize that blogger had gone extremely slow, I think the school is trying to boycott students from accessing to blogger. They are just jealous that people like us had so much to share and talk about.
Something strange happen on 6.30pm. From the PA system "All students are to save their files and shut down their computer by 7.00pm. Repeat. All Students are to save their files and shut down their computer by 7.00pm". First thing that came to Ms. Owner's extraordinary mind was 'IT Terrorism!', as per what she had just discuss with her friends over the msn just an hour ago. They talk about the possibility of people in future using IT virus instead of bioweapon, which are more environmental-friendly and most importantly cost saving.
Ms. Owner just ignore the announcement. So what if the school computer got virus infected? Cruel owner just doesn't seems to bother. She had the tendency of hating whichever school she's studying in. She hate her primary school, she hate her secodary school, she hate her college and now she even hate her university too. Later at 6.50pm another announcement being made "We are expecting power failure at 7.00pm. All students are to leave the premise now!". Oh, power failure, what a let down. Not only Malaysia's broadband is travelling at the speed of snail, even electricity system are not that perfect either. When she complaint to Money's owner, she came up with a creative quote 'is it a post-halloween joke?''.
Relunctantly, all students were to vacate the premise. Ms. Owner stand near the guard house for more than half an hour like a statue waiting to be moved away by someone, thanks to the sunway's traffic being so helpful delaying Mr. Daddy's arrival. While waiting, she get to witness, alot of security guards, policemen, executive, managers and students in all mean of communications. Walkie talkie, mobile phones, manual shouting and etc. While the executive tried to get the guards to vacate the whole campus, they received reports that there are still some science student refusing to leave and lock themselve in the laboratory baby-sitting their specimens. Those Einstein and Newton-wannabes just couldn't give up their work. Worrying that their culture media might get rotten the next morning without refrigerator running. From this day onwards, everyone will know that science student like Ms Owner are bunch of selfish freak. Yes, Ms. Owner gave me the permission to comment of her.
With all the drama, trouble, shouting, giving orders and excitement. You really think that something big is going to happen, ie. the arrival of terrorism. But there aren't. Is just a power failure 15 minutes later. Everything got blackout and Ms Owner could hardly see her own fingers. While waiting, standing, being tired, hungry and sleepy at the same time, she patiently waited for the arrival of a Saint.