School Dormitory, Thursday, 20/3
Pareto stated that 20% of the inputs are responsible for roughly 80% of the outcomes. An example of this is that 18% of the words used make up 80% of the word occurrences. Writers wanted to use less lengthy words to get their thoughts out whereby listeners want more lengthy words to understand better. This compromise gives us Zipf’s Law. Speaking of percentages, did you know that about 6% of all things said, written and read is the? (The word ‘the’ in case you didn’t catch it).
Let’s get to business.
Yesterday was astounding. In fact, the trend of the occurrences of events in my life is astounding. I see darkness, dark walls, dark door, dark light. I’ve just woken up and it’s silent. A bit too silent from the norm. I dash towards the main door of the dorm and I find it’s locked. I’m locked in! It must be the fatigue I had that made me oversleep. I quickly remember the alternative route — the windows. The windows are now before me and in a split second the louvers are off their rails giving me just enough space to fly out in a jungle-like manner.
I took some bed sheets and tied them strategically on the rails. Noises can be heard. I cannot discern if they are in my head or on the corridors. The voices get higher, deeper and clearer. Suddenly, the door is almost off its hinges as it swings open. A mixture of shock, perplexity and relief run through me. Turns out that about 20% of the student population made up 80% of the students locked in. Since it was a first-come, first-served kind of system, I got to go first. I hanged dangerously off the windows by a thin bed sheet. Why does fear bring about so vivid an imagination?
I see a beam of light behind me and no one above me. “COME DOWN THE WAY YOU ARE!” I recognize that voice, it’s the boarding master’s voice. I climb back up with much difficulty and run with flying feet. The breeze whacks my face as I see myself fall. Commotion. I fall in the ripe of darkness with a thud. I am apprehended and brought before the boarding master along with other of my fellow culprits.
This is the first time I mention the reds, the red tie, the authority. The strictest, most mean pack of men tailored to bring law and order to the institution. They are also my favorites — I’ll tell you why later. They at least have some principle. I am questioned by the boarding master but I am so good at lying. He thinks that I am almost dying and I’m let free as a bird. Others, well, not so lucky. Heard they went to the principal’s office but I’m not sure. You know rumors these days.
I think Pareto’s principle is principled — bringing morals to the society by its 80/20 balance. You never know. Maybe 80% of this story will influence 20% of your life. Sorry, 20% of this story will influence 80% of your life.
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