The 'thing'

I was arranged to stay in a room provided by one of the small private school called 'Vedrogenia' or it means rebirth in Ukrainian. This room was never used as a room for someone to stay and I wondered why. The 1st time arrived there, I was too tired and it was dark for me to check out every corner of them room and I went for a nap.

It's a room next to the kitchen. There is a toilet in the room and from the window, you can see the old futebol field with mud surface and you can also see some wasted land which you can do nothing on them. If you open the room's entrance, you can see the guard house with 2 dogs and a space where the school burns rubbish and the abondon creepy old looking children playground. Too cold for kids to play now apparently.

The room itself it not too big, not to small, comfortable enough 1 EP to stay. I culd feel the new inferial pink painting on the wall. Tuch the wall and you will have dusty pink fingers. Because it's the kitchen next door, so you can hear people walking earlu in the morning, or maybe in the middle of the night, well, maybe that's when I'm drinking because there is no where 'someone' is in the kitchen in the middle of the cold winter night in this old small private school. Also, because the place is pretty old, the water tap sometimes are not very good, so I can hear water dripping from the kitchen.

At some nights, I can hear dogs barking. Barking at what you ask? I have no idea, perhaps sometings that I cant see at night. Maybe other dogs which trying to concure their area, or some dodgy stranger, perhaps. But the barking sometimes wake me up at night.

For some reason I felt like I am not living 'alone' by myself in this sealed room. I could hear stange noises st night.

And on early Sunday morning, I could heard something scrawling on the carpet or pulling the curtain gentelly. I tried to so to sleep and forget whatever I hear because sleep in very important to me else the next day I will be very drowsey. I tried to go to sleep. Then I tried again. But I kept hearning the annying strange sounds. Then from the carpet, to the curtain, then to the plastic bags on my table.

I got up, turn on the lights, and yes, it was just as I expected, the cured mouse was on my table, trying to taste the cookies in the plastic bags. It's a house mouse. I believe people in M'sia has never seen one of them, all we had in M'sia is filthy rats. House mouse are smaller and some may say they look cute but I hate mouse, I had long bad experience with this 4 legged creatures in my childhood.

The mouse in my room very agile, it was stupid at 1st because it didnt know how to get off the table. but later on it jump to the curtain, then dashed off. I thought that was it, I've scared the bastard and now I should continue dreaming. Then it came again to my table to disturb my dreams. It used all kind of routes to reach the cookies on the table. I moved my table away from the curtain where it jumped to the table, then it found a way to climbed to the chair and reached the table with my bags on the chair.

I then moved the chair away and I had no idea how it got onto the table again, I believed it jumped further from the curtain by clumbing high up the curtain. I turned on the lights for the 3rd time and it was kind of 'trapped' on the table. Honestly, I had an option, I had some srt of wood on my hand with some flat area which can make a good 'mouse smasher', and I'm confident on certain occasion I had a few clear oppottunity to smash the bastard flat dead, plus, I was really angry when it gt my cookies!

I held the 'weapon' on my hand, raised it high, then i watched the mouse ran away... I couldnt kill, amitabha... So yes, the stupid mouse ran away... I then tie my surviving cookies and bread in a seperate bag and hang them on the dor which i'm 300% sure the mouse wnt be able to reach it unless it use asome ninja rope or nad spiderman's wall climbing jutsu.

Of I could heard the mouse trying my climbing the curtain and chanting some katon jutsu, but no where the mouse could reach it, muaaahahahahahaha! I'm sure the mouse is very hungry and maybe it was in the room before I moved in and it couldnt get out since the room is pretty much sealed, or even little air can get in and out the room. So I assume the mouse was very hungry that it keep trying to reach the food despite knowking the danger of me keep monitoring and stopping it to get it's teeth on my cookies.

I tried to set a trap in the room, one Wilson set at The Cube Complex which is very successful. But didnt work on Sunday morning. I decided I would adopt Dima's suggesstion, getting a mouse trap the next day.

Well, I went out at 11.30am and came back at 6pm. The muse was trapped in my rubbish bag with some left over potatoes! It couldnt got ut on time and I chuckked the patato+mouse bag into a bucket and happily walk outside the -3c cold night, and dispose the 'bag' in a bigger bin 300m away from the school.

Finally, I now have a room with my own... Hold on, then I remember WIlson said mouse are never alone, then I started t worry for a bit, but was then too happy that I now have my own room that I forgot about the potential mouse(mice) in my room.

So Sunday night, I had a god sleep, for a few hours, then I believe there is anther mouse in my rom, dammit! I will curse you filthy mouse! I'll get a trap and I'll torture you when I get you for disturbing my sleep and stole my precious cookies and bread!!!