Sketchy Interuni

Today, another day of 9 to 5. With everyone balik kampung celebrate Deepavali, i be the few "abandons" marrooned on the shore of UNMC duck lake. So far for my grand plans of travelling Little wild wild West Malaysia before i had my taste of English soil. So anyway, i end up having having to relive past reminiscene of events which makes me seemed a bit young for an old man fetish.

While pretending to be rocking my old, algae-fenestrated pc chair, i be thinking where did i go wrong how on earth did i end up trying to be a modern medicine man. Okay end of intro.

Interuni event- a event which cause heavy casualties in terms of my brain cells. So if i respond slower than 3 seconds or you need to call me "mak, mak, mak " X5, forgive of brain cells; they are still recuperating. A small blessing in disquise, or else i respond too fast in places like nite market and embarrassed myself when children are asking for their mum. Anyway it start like a usual fine monday morning, except i was still half-blur from the previous hectic day of orientation. Still disorientated from the orientation, i was half asleep during in Dr X lectures (for safety reasons) half of the lectures. But unknown to me, i was in for another week of brainstorming. Surprise! I suddenly got a post of Team Leader without going through the proper procedure for an interview 1st. Never expected to be promoted so fast, i inquired and found that i was the only member registered.

After 3 days of hibernation from my carrer shock, i finally decided i should start finding targets for my team.
Day 4: So begin my day of hunting down acquaintances and juniors who stands in my way. First there was the masterminding part where we plan who to capture. Then those who was trapped into joining the team begun laying traps for people who was unaware of the potential embarrassment they have to face if they accept the invitation. At the end of the day, despite our efforts, our harvest was hovering around 10 people +-.

Day 3: After entrusting backup Plan B to SSSS(who went to raid the juniors),  we start discussion on what we were suppose to do. After assigning ah peng, ah ma, Gong Gong and mei mei, we finally have a sketch. Pratice was held briefly, people embarrased and laughed, and some absence(actually a lot)and present, and through endless trials, tears and suggestions, the sketch was a disaster in making.

Day2 >>> to day 1.
So I retreat myself to my humble abode beside the supposely hunted house in tts@. Feasting only on peanut butter sandwich,and countless facebooks and clips, i manage to refinalized my script which actually just 80% finished. Another costly battle for the brain neurons, may your deaths be remembered.

Judgement day arrved.

Equipped with plastic bags, scrap papers, detol sanitizer, lollipop, and towel, our team of 24 braved the stage, resign to our fate of knowing we be making history as the H1N1 warriors of UNMC. 20 minutes of soap drama, featuring our favourite H1N1 virus, accompanied by saleswoman, politician, lawyer, ah gong, mei mei, di di, nian and acting pharmacist, spiced up with a short presentation H1N1, it was a success. Feeling confident that we had beat the IMUs, we let our guard down. Too bad for us though as the Monashis demonstrated their prowess and bankrupt us of Rm 300 by taking the 1st prize. Anyway, it was a fun and memorable event especially for some people who (erhmp) hunting damsels and maybe duke too in distress.

In the end though, we did beat the Monashis in one thing: we went home earlier than them  coz their bus was late an hour. I guess thats one thing i should appreciate our shuttle bus service for.



 
" It doesn't make sense at all"
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