To disappear .........

































Yes I shall be disappearing from the night in the internet scene. Hohoho, this is what will happen when you have ‘intelligent’ Pakistani having full control over the internet in my house. Owh, sorry about that remark, but he has been doing some ‘intelligent’ stuff you see. I can’t deny that he is a smart arse to be able to create his own server proxy or proxy server, whichever you want to call it. He spent entire night downloading I dunno what, installing that accursed server proxy that limits everything I do on the internet. It is the greatest nuisance ever. Owh owh, must get to the point why I shall be disappearing from the internet night (Australian night time of course) scene. I shall also be sending out emails to some of my other friends who aren’t able to read my blog here. I have to bear with this, as I have to have tolerance with my housemates.

So lets get on with the incident of the disappearing act. You see, the internet was pretty unstable and in the end it stopped. I came to ask mr Aslam as to the reason and he told me he was reinstalling server proxy. I understood that and of course I waited for it. Then he told me much later that it would take awhile. In the following morning, as I waited for him to wake up, while doing my chores of course. In the end he woke up and got my internet back up and running. Once I got the internet which was terribly slow, it suddenly got cut again. I was wondering why this time. And so I began to restart my laptop as I thought maybe it has something to do with my laptop. But not long after that, mr Aslam came knocking on my door, informing me that his network cable which he calls it wire was unplugged from the router and ask whether I knew who the culprit was. I certainly told him that I wouldn’t know that as I was in my room. So I went over to the router, which was located near the kitchen (I gotta take a video of the whole damn house) and showing that his ‘wire’ has been unplugged. He even told me that mr Bishwa is no longer using the internet service that is being provided and said that mr Bishwa told him that he would be unplugging his own ‘wire’ from the router. So it all began from there. Before entering his room, mr Aslam used his right hand punch in anger into his left hand (I shall try to take a video of it), before slamming his door shut. This was the first incident.

But I just continued to do my thing on my laptop as usual. I think that time I was blogging about my rant! Of course it should be about my rant. Hahahaha. Alright then, this was continued by the following incident which happened in the evening of the 25th of April the Wednesday, on Anzac day. Owh, I forgot to mention that on Tuesday night the internet came to a halt again, and then I heard that mr Aslam was on Skype, and I was trying to be understanding and allowed him to be on his Skype without any interruption. Of course the following morning I was still unable to use the internet back at home and decided to go over to uni to use the internet there. Then in the evening I came to ask mr Aslam as to the reason why the internet is still not usable, and he told me a bunch of crap saying that when I go on the internet I am connected through his laptop and his laptop has been restarting so many times that it was impossible for me to use the internet and told me that he was trying to install the server proxy on the desktop that he has in his room. I understood that and just said ok and continued on with some stuff on my laptop. About an hour or two later, he came knocking on my door again, this time in an angrier tune telling me that someone has turn the power off to the extension cord that powers the modem and router and of course he came asking me about whether I knew the culprit or not. Of course I came out to see what is the fuss all about and he also went knocking on mr Bishwa’s room, but Bishwa didn’t come out did he. I saw the damage, and again he asked “who could have done this”. And of course being the stupid me that I have always been told him, “I don’t know, I was in my room the whole time”. There isn’t much that I could do you see. Sooo I thought maybe he would let it slide or something. But boy was I wrong.

He soon put up a sign asking “who turn of the modem and router” or something like that. I shall get a picture of it soon enough. And also on the sign it says, “the internet will be disconnected until I find the person”. And for this reason I shall be without the internet in the middle of the night when I get to contact my beloved coursemates back in Malaysia, whom I really need help for the coming assignments. This I won’t kid with you of course. I seriously need help in doing my assignments!!! But this god damn incident just had to happen when mr Bishwa wanted out from using the internet. What luck! This just makes me wanna move form this accursed house from all this pathetic Pakistanis. Yes only so far the Pakistanis are creating problem for me with the preaching by mr Furqhan and also the internet cut by mr Aslam. The others seem rather ok. So far laaaaaa. God damn this house! The housemate sucks even more with one trying to be a god damn preacher of ISLAM!!!!, and another acting totally MOTHER FUCKING CHILDISH!!!! Pathetic, simply pathetic. And Sue, no there isn’t any other people who would share with me on the internet as for mr Bishwa, I don’t think I wanna include him, since I just saw him talking in Israeli language with a buddy of his (if I am not mistaken la!). I have to search for a new place! Cheap place just for myself.

But after thinking to myself, with him placing that sign, is he trying to imply that I did it? That mother fucking bastard might most probably be implying that I did it since he is disconnecting the internet till he finds out who did it. This is fucking crazy! He is a madman to think so. But of course I would understand that he would certainly blame the new guy in the house. They won’t be able to trust the new guy in the house for sure. So it shall be the end of my internet service back at my room. Shall I confront this mother fucker and ask him what if never find the person who did it. I don’t think there will be a good outcome from this and I believe that this very well make my stay in that house much harder. This is what I truly believe!

This is crap man. This post is written around mid night of Thursday and shall be posted in the morning once I get to uni. It just sucks to be without internet especially me who lives on the thing called internet. This is sickening. And I even heard that it might be showering. DAMN ! ! ! ! ! I wanted to do my laundry laaaaa. Cibai punya weather! Well without the internet, I get sleepy easily. This is how bad I need the internet I guess. Hahahaha. Maybe this is the time to win off from the addiction of internet. So for now, I shall be heading to uni for my daily dose of internet. Till next time take carez!!!