Amal, this is for you....

Kalau aku ada, aku sangkut kat kain dia kott, tengok best tak terbang freestyle macam tu :P

Boleh caya ke footage neh?

Haunted Blackberry or haunted piano?

I was on the phone with a certain someone late last night. We were talking about things and updating ourselves with progresses and the usuals. Usually, my friend will tell me in advance if the phone's battery is going off pretty soon, and that we will be cut off. But last night, maybe I didn't hear those words while I was switching from one ear to the other. But I thought I heard my friend told me to hold on for awhile. Then, out of no where, I heard someone playing the piano. A finger excercise piece that I recognize very well as I do that often when I want to start playing the piano. To my mind, maybe my friend wanted to show me that now my friend is able to play the piano. So, I let the tunes go into my head for about 3 reps of the excercise. Then, I started calling my friend, but there was no answer. So, I decided to put off the line and call back. When I did, the operator said that the number was not reachable.

I was like: "What the hell just happened?"

Usually, when the phone got cut off because of a dead battery, the line just mutes off. But the piano piece that i heard, I was sure that it sounded like someone was really playing it at the moment. And I am far more than certain that where my friend is at, there is no piano in the building. None at all.

Seriously, what did happen? I am 150% sure that I heard the piano playing and I wasn't imagining things.

I was about to be electrocuted

I woke up from sleep this morning and I was literally crying. My eyes were wet with tears and I was palpitating with fear. Seriously, this is by far the worst nightmare I ever had.

In the dream, I was in a courthouse and I was sentenced to death by electrocution. My crime: smuggling drug the size of an average ice cube. Thing is, the drug wasn't mine and somehow they found it on me. I never even knew its existence.

I was already in the death row cell and one of the jail wardens was about to get me to the chair. But I pleaded to him to give me some time to prove that I am innocent, that I have no idea how the drug was on me and that I have nothing to do with it.

I guess he saw the fear in my eyes and he let me off for awhile, to calm down maybe. But can I calm down when I was about to be put on an electric chair??

I was crying my heart out, praying hard to God, asking for forgiveness. And also I was crying to see my mom. I want her to know that I am innocent. I was crying so bad, that I actually woke up from sleep.

That was a relief and that was a bad ass dream.

What does it mean?

Abuse

I have neighbors. On one side, there is this quiet Chinese family with their not so quiet pack of mutts that will bark only when they see strangers walking in front of their house. On the other side, there is this uber noisy Indian family that has dogs that will bark even at the sight of a speck of dust, and even worse, their owners are louder than the dogs most of the time.

The Indian family, the always, ALWAYS have rows in the family and let me tell you, they are definitely not shy to tell the world that their home is not a peaceful one. They will shout at each other, fighting outside the kitchen and all that. Especially the mother and her children. I have never heard the father raised his voice at all. In fact, I rarely see the father at home.

I am not one to be such a busy body in such affairs. I don't particularly care actually. But sometimes the noises are too loud, I feel like screaming at them back, wanting to tell them to shut the hell up! But today, I witnessed something really absurd. I think I witnessed an abuse.

It is rather acceptable for a mother to be angry to her teenage child. But as far as I remember, my mother does not lay her hands on her children when we have reached a certain age. All my mother does is just reprimand us with words and thoughts for us to think them through, which by the way, is much more effective.

Back to the scene that I saw today. At first I heard the regular rows between the mother and her daughter. Then I heard sounds of slaps and more screams. I peeked through my window and to my horror, I saw the mother using the pot to hit her daughter. And then I heard more slaps and I heard pail being thrown at someone. I think that is not reprimanding anymore, I think that is clear cut abuse.

As of the whole day after the incident today, I do not hear the daughter at all. She usually plays with the dogs in the evenings. I guess she locked herself after the incident.

Shall I call someone already?

10 minutes too late

Hari ini rumah abah and nenek aku dah jadi macam restoran pun iye juga. Dari pagi sampai ke malam, tak henti2 orang datang. Alhamdulillah.... ada orang datang melawat abah and nenek aku.

Jadi shift pagi and tengah hari, sedara mara belah nenek aku datang. Bila dah petang dalam pukul 4 macam tu, sedara mara belah abah aku pulak sampai. Habis kat Segamat ni tengah summer, buat air teh 'O' tak berapa nak laku sebab panas. Tapi teh 'O' yang Raja Malissa buat, memang laku. Namun begitu, aku dan Malissa terpaksa keluar kejap untuk beli ais dan mineral water untuk cater for orang2 yang minum air sejuk. Lepas aku dah habis goreng karipap and sua kueh2 kat tetamu, aku pun start kereta and pergi ke kedai.

Kedai pilihan kami pada petang itu adalah Daiko sebab kami dah tahu yang kedai tu sah2 ada jual ais. Bila kami masuk, tengok the cashier tengah menangis teresak2 sambil dipujuk kawan, resit2 bersepah atas lantai. Kami sangka dia gaduh dengan bf dia ke apa. So, kami pun buat tak tahu, amik ais, amik air and terus nak bayar. The story that the crying cashier told us, made us shocked in disbelief.

Lebih kurang 10mins sebelum kami sampai, there was a guy clad in sunglasses and helmet, he came in with the pretence of buying a can of drink. But instead, he took out a knife and threatened the cashier and her friend to give him money. One of them ran to the back room and locked herself there. The other ran outside and started screaming for help while the man was busy inside trying to remove the cash register from the counter top. No one from the nearby shops came to their rescue. Instead the man ran away with the cash register and left the 2 ladies trembling and crying in fear.

We were shocked to hear the story.

Kami bayar untuk barang kami. Aku kasi tau kat budak tu suruh dia call owner and then call police, and to lock the door as soon as we leave. Aku pun dah takut. Aku dan Malissa cepat2 lari masuk kereta and made our way home.

OMG.

Hantu di AJL - 24

yes, and i was there. serious aku tak perasan because i was too into FT that i forgot everything else. and tak sangka pula ada orang boleh tertangkap gambar ni...


the thought maybe it was one of the dancers from FT's performance. but those 2 dancers were not up that high and plus dia pakai baju yang fitting. tapi benda ni nampak macam pakai kan mngerbang2....



the original text from klubkidd:

"Sedikit penerangan dari Klubkidd.
1. Insiden ni disaksikan lima orang in total dalam kumpulan kengkawan aku. Aku sempat snappy dua pic je, memula ingat nak blog wat lawak, sebab kami semua sangkakan penari Faizal, sebab kejadian ketika lagu Aku Kau oleh Aizat. Aku cuma sedar ‘kepelikan’ bila pas dua kali snap blur tuh – kali ketiga aku tengok nak amik da hilang.

2. Memang ‘entiti’ itu bergerak, seperti orang tapi pergerakan dia minimal, tapi seolah cubaan lambaian sambil melihat ke arah audience dibawah.

3. Aku da bertanyakan orang kuat production TV3 dan setelah gambar dikaji, memang sesuatu yang pelik sebab
a. Bahagian beam dia dok tuh, terlalu jauh dari tempat bebudak penari Faizal yang pakai harness gayut.
b. Tidak kelihatan kelibat pon orang lain – dan tak mungkin dancer unsupervised alone.
c. Tempat itu terlalu jauh kedepan, memandangkan dia da keluar zon pentas, dan tidak ada staff production yang akan ke sana sebab tak ada kena mengena atau fungsi. On top of that – orang production akan pakai warna hitam sahaja.
d.. Memang juga disahkan itu bukan pakaian penari Faizal."

nana, jangan tengok ni.

petang tadi ada skills lab practice. practice nak insert continuous bladder drainage cathether and also practice buat per rectal examination. since aku pernah buat per rectal kat real patient, aku pun pergi la meronda satu lab tu.

sedang aku ronda, mata aku ternampak sesuatu di satu sudut....


nampak tak?


oh my gucci!! aku lebih rela oncall dalam bilik mayat dari nak stay over kat clinical skills lab neh!

tengok la facial expression dia, sangat scary kan?

Paranormal activity: the kettle.

i woke up this morning and did my routine activities. i went to the kitchen to make some hot oats. so, i boiled some water in the RICE COOKER. then nature called for me to take a piss. i left the kitchen and went to the toilet.

that morning, there were only me and YY. the other person was not home.

after i had finished with my business, i went back to the kitchen to check on the water in the RICE COOKER. i sensed something really weird before i entered the kitchen because i heard the sound of water boiling from the electrical kettle.

yes, water was boiling in the electrical kettle.

no, YY was still sound asleep as i did not hear her coming out from her room. see, her door creaks like hell and i would know if she had woken up to put the kettle on. no, i did not use the kettle at all. i did not fill it up, i did not put it on. but it was on when i went to the kitchen for the second time. no, the other person did not just come back to put the kettle on. she was still not home.

so, my question is, who did?

Paranormal activity: fighting for my own body

i can't quite remember what time it was very early in the morning today. i am pretty sure it was already past 1 in the morning. i was already in bed trying to get some shut eye. nothing significant had occured that night. it was the same as any other night. nothing at all. it wasn't raining, i didn't feel weird. i was just tired and i wanted to get some sleep.

as i lay in bed drifting my mind away from the thoughts of that day, something happened. i could feel that my whole body was pressed down by a really heavy something. i knew already what was that. that was "it", the thing that has been following me all these while but i chose to ignore it. this kind of situation occurs every now and then. it used to be not that often, but nowadays, as i remember, it is coming to me, EACH month. somehow, i got used to it. i read a few verses from the Qur'an, get myself detangled from that thing and then as soon as i am free, i will switch on the Qur'an reading from my laptop, and then the night just flow to morning without anything weird happening.

but not this morning.

it came again. that really heavy invinsible mass that i cannot tell what it is. i could breath properly, no problem with that. but my whole body was pressed down that i can't move at all. i started to recite some verses from the Qur'an, but it still was holding me down. i could feel my hands moving, trying to free myself from its angey grasp, i really could. but the weirdest thing is, my eyes were open and i cannot see my hands moving at all. it was as if i was pinned down on my bed. at one point, i was somewhat out of my body because i can see me lying there motionless but i am moving, trying to fight this thing away.

no, this is not a dream.

the thing wanted to enter my body but i didn't allow it. i was somehow fighting it, while at the same time reciting the holy Qur'anic verses. after what seems like a good five minutes, the thing just disappears into thin air and i am back into my physical body. i immediately put on the readings from the Qur'an on my laptop and tried to discard all the images from my mind of what had just happened.

it never became this bad. now i really don't know what it wants.

help.

saper nak tolong bacakan talkin?

senin ni aku ada continuos assesment. medicine bedside. pada yang tak faham apa maksud tu,maknanya kita akan diuji dengan real patients. doctor datang, kasi task, kita perform. then discuss segala jenis differential diagnosis yang ada atas muka bumi ni.

kami dibahagikan kepada beberapa kumpulan. aku sangat lah "lucky" and tergolong dalam kumpulan yang akan diuji oleh seorang doctor yang telah berkata awal2 lagi:

"who ever is under me for the assesment, sure fail already"

now, do i even have any options?

seluar dalam dengan baju dalam boleh guna buat black magic ke?

aku baru je sedar: my undies and bra dah takde di ampaian rumah. the sex psycho dah curi. benda ni tak pernah terjadi ok. dulu dia dok amik undies budak rumah ni and letak those undies on her car's windscreen.

selama ni, aku sidai baju and undies aku kat luar, tak pernah kena apa. walaupun setelah aku tinggalkan beberapa hari (sebab aku balik KL).

aku serious tengah takut ni. nak buat apa pun aku dah tak tahu. nak report, dah lebih dari report, still he is on the loose. last sekali dia datang was on the morning of 5/10/09. aku dengar dia panjat pagar and lari lintang pukang kat back alley tu. masa tu pukul 5 pagi, aku bangun and buka lampu dapur.

soalan aku: benda macam ni boleh buat black magic ke?

aku risau.

amaran: gambar ini akan memberi anda mimpi ngeri

kan ke aku dah kasi amaran? nasib hangpa la. saper suruh tengok. malam kang kalau mimpi ngeri, sila jgn nak saman aku ok. aku punya lawyer karpal sellam, sure aku yang menang punya.

anyway, in the name of beauty, habis keras macam cement dah muka aku.

ada nampak macam aku tengah senyum tak? ada kan? tyra banks kata nak jadi model kena pandai "smile with your eyes". kalau kat mata aku ada gigi, mau aku sendiri pun takut nak tengok cermin jadinya. ntah apa la nak senyum pakai mata. Tuhan dah kasi mulut, senyum je la pakai mulut kan.

textual harassment

i was trying to get some shut eye just now but i couldn't since my phone is always buzzing, indicating that SMSes are coming in. the senders are multiple, not an important fact. but some of the messages that came in, i wasn't aware of, that is a sign that i was in deep sleep phase. untill.....

"touch my body"

mariah was singing to me. the number is unknown (and yes, i still don't know who is this person). i picked up the call and said "hello" for so many times, but on the other end, all i could hear was the sound of the air pump at a petrol station. i killed the call. five minutes later, the same number appeared and i picked it up again and i said "hello" for the umpteenth time. still the other end was silent. and again i killed the call.

"trutt trutt", and SMS came in from that unknown number.

=hi hw r u? ada kt mn?=

my reply: =who is this? if you dun want 2 speak whn u col me, pls dun call.i won't answer until you let me know who u r=

after about 10mins, the unknown number SMSed me again with a very very RUDE and EXPLICIT SMS. i don't even think i should publish it here.

i didn't reply.

15mins later, the number called back. i didn't answer. i was already worried. then, after 20mins from the last unsuccessful call from that number, another SMS came in, in the form of MMS. this time, i am totally SCARED.

this number belongs to a male. he sent me a picture of his anatomy that i don't even want to know about. i was SHOCKED to say the least.

i still kept quiet.

20mins after the ugly truth picture of his really fugly anatomy, he SMSed again:
=kenapa tak balas?=


dabel-yu-ti-eff!!


p/s:should i publish his number here so that you guys can help me find out who this person is?
pp/s:i kept all his SMSes as evidence if i were to lodge a police report. should i?

mmm.... cakkkk!!

he he he....

jangan pandang lama-lama, takut nanti terbayang saja. takpe, kalau tak nampak di sini, toleh la kanan dan kiri. mana tau, dia ada....

he he he




p/s: bajet tere je aku ni. maklum la... bulan puasa :P

sayang, jom main buai, jom?

sambil tgk video ni, sila bayangkan lagu ini dinyanyi oleh seorang wanita bersuara merdu dan sangat sangat perlahan....


"buai laju laju
sampai cucur atap
saya budak baru
belajar baca kitab....

buai laju laju
sampai pohon sena
apa dalam baju
sekuntum bunga cina....

buai laju laju
sampai waktu senja
jangan rasa sayu
aku ada disini sahaja.....

he he he he..."

aku tau ni bulan puasa.....

tapi sumpah, pukul 5.04pg tadi, aku rasa:

~ada benda merangkak atas kepala dan tengkok aku. bila aku cuba tepis, tak rasa pun benda tu, tapi aku rasa dia bergerak atas kepala dan tengkuk aku.

~ada benda tarik bantal dari bawah kaki aku. yes, bantal aku memang ditarik.

~aku dengar bunyi loceng, macam loceng gelang yang berjalan2 dalam rumah aku.

~bila aku buka mata, aku nampak ada bayang tengah berdiri depan bilik mak aku.


nota: i was awake since 2.30am, and this happened. aku bukan tengah mamai masa tu.

not another sad excuse

i just realized something: i am suffering from post traumatic short-term memory loss.

no, i am not joking. i really am, and this is not a sad excuse to get out of things. i thought i was ok, until time and again, i keep on forgetting the immediate things that i wanted to do, or say.

situations:

~the day when the accident occured, leong asked me for my phone number. we were at the scene of the accident. i gave him my number without any hiccups. then, when we were in the police station, someone asked me for my number. i went blank. i looked at leong and i asked him, "leong, apa number saya?". i never forget my number and most of the important numbers are in my head. i can remember my account numbers, phone numbers, birthdates, and so many more. but that day, i lost it.

~i was at home. i went to take my shower. and then i was supposed to take something to put on. it was a routine thing, but i can't remember what was it. i walked around, and then i realized what was it that i forgot.

~i was walking towards the kitchen. i am supposed to take something from my bag. as soon as i turned to take it, i ignored that task and immediately walked back to the kitchen. then when i was in the kitchen, i remembered that i was supposed to do something. but i can't remember what. i paced back and forth around the house and i finally took that item out of my bag.

~i got a msg from kings saying that she wanted to come over. i said ok. and then i fell asleep. when i woke up, i had a faint idea that someone was supposed to come over, but i wasn't sure if it was kings or who until she called and said that she was on the way.

i am scared.

crushed

one of the pictures that i got via mms from SL.

the second coming (part III)

i was still standing in the rain. i saw the police running from the other side of the road. i turned my back away from them, facing the divider that i hit. staring at it, wondering all the "what if"s. then suddenly....

"CRASSSSHHHHH...."

another accident occured, just about 20m away from where we were. a bus hit a car perpendicularly on the driver's side. we were all in shock, me, my frens, the onlookers, everyone. the traffic was building up. still no sign of the ambulance. people got busy. some trying to held the other victims of the second accident, some trying to mobilize the passengers of the bus to another bus, some trying to manage the traffic. i was just there, looking, staring at the whole incident. it is like i was in a movie, where all these accidents are done by stuntmen, well-coordinated and no injuries. but this is not a movie, this was real.

the traffic got slower, more and more incoming vehicles clogging the highway. the sound of an ambulance could now be heard. but of course, it took some time for them to reach us. as soon as the ambulance came, we alerted the paramedics that she had sustained a broken clavicle. the paramedic made a triangular sling and put it on her. we took her out of the car and moved her to the ambulance. unloaded our belongings from the car and some of went with her, some of us went with the other car that was there to help me through this.

on the way to the hospital, i looked ahead, not blinking at all. even the tow-guy was trying to talk to me. i remained silent. still in shock. as soon as we reached the hospital, everyone registered to get themselves checked, except for me, i went to a quiet corner and waited for mama's call. as soon as i heard her angelic voice again, i cried.


~there's always a silver lining in each cloud. we must learn to see it~


it is 3 days post accident. i am getting more stabilized emotionally. my body aches because of the accident and i am running an intermittent fever due to the cold.

i should be ok, insya'Allah.

under the rain (part II)

as i stared at her, motionless at first, then finally coming to when we called her, my mind went blank. yes, my mind just went blank. i talked to her, told her to stay put and closed the car door. took out my phone and the first person that i called was mama, the wings that i can never be away from.

i couldn't control myself. i was panicking, i know, i shouldn't have. i thought i was talking, but instead, she said that i was blabbering incoherent sentences that she can't understand. i didn't even realize i was doing that. i was standing under the rain, with only a layer or clothing on my back. i didn't bring any clothes with me,as i was going home. as i was pacing back and forth down the stretch of the road, the chill hit my bones. 2 of the other passengers were with me, under the rain. one of them went back in the car, one of them stayed with me.

onlookers started gathering at the side of the road. some helping, some giving ideas, some handling the traffic, most of them, they are just there, doing what they do best, ONLOOKING. we tried to call for an ambulance and also the police. as the phone lines got busy, i saw a police on his bike. i was waving frantically for him to stop, but he didn't. mama had told me to call 999, which i did. i told them exactly where we were and i thought, i seriously thought that they are going to call in the nearest ambulance and send one to us, but instead, this was what i heard....

"hold on ya miss, i am putting you through to the ambulance"

"what!?!?!?!"

i waited a good 5 mins on the phone. no ambulance!!! i hung up. the onlookers called for an ambulance. my friends are still in the car, trying to make sure that she is as comfortable as she can. we called our ortho doc, they called their parents, called their people to tell them of the situation and to come and fetch them. i was looking for the PLUS emergency phone booth. i even wanted to run the stretch to make the emergency phone call. but there was no sign anywhere that says that the booth is anywhere near. so, i stayed put. urging the onlookers to help call as many ambulance as they can and wait for the very first to come.

i stood under the rain. scared. cold. guilt-ridden. the perfect cocktail of misery. mama keeps on calling to calm me down. WYY came and hugged me. SL did the same. but my panic was adamant. it stayed put. it didn't want to budge. although my mind was blank to think of the right things to do at that moment, the images of the split-second incident still ran clear like a frame-by-frame movie stills.

as i was waiting under the rain and intermittently checking on her, more and more onlookers parked themselves by the road. the rain got heavier. i got colder, all drenched with rainwater. my fren loaned me his jacket, which helped to wan off the cold that was biting my bones. the wait for the ambulance seemed so long. the tow people were already around to help.

as soon as the police arrived (God knows who called them), something else happened, all in the span of about 30mins from the time our accident occured.


...........tbc...........