Cemetary Trip

[Time] sometime after 3-4 am
[Date] a Saturday early 2004
[Venue] Miri, Sarawak

Now that I recall, it was a really dark night, no moon and not a star in the sky. My friends and I were about to go back after a night of fun, clubbing, dancing and drinking. The club was the heart of town about 30 mins from our campus.

There was 5 of us in the car. K (the extremely cute driver) from brunei, C (an exchange student from Aussie) in the front passenger seat, B (also from brunei) sitting in the middle of the back seat with L (my best fren) on his right and myself on his left.

A note on B, he’s what some people call gifted, special or can sense. He said its passed down from his ancestors. He can sense and sometimes even see and here things. And ‘things’ have a tendency to disturb him, switching his house lights on and off, staying in his toilet – but they never cause him hurt, just a little inconvenience

There was two ways to go back to our campus from town. One is through the main road which goes through 2 roundabout and another is the back way which passes though some shoplots. We were deciding which road to take when someone – i forgot who – said “lets go through the other way.” L & I looked at each other – we (even tho we are Sarawakians) have never dared go through this road after dark.

This other way passes through 2 cemeteries – which are on both sides of the road. First a Malay one, with a rusty looking iron fence surrounding it with a few trees of bunga kemboja – those white flowers with a yellow center – and lots of batu nesan scattered, some wrapped with white cloth. Next a Chinese one, with elaborate tombstones, big and small. Imagine a dark still night, with hardly any light, except for dim roadlights and the car’s headlights.

We were just having small talk while going through that road. C was drunk in the front, K was quietly driving when suddenly B said “K, drive faster“, “alar, why are you so scared?” K replied. B snapped back in a calm yet insistent way “Cepat skit K, ada benda ikut. Cepat.” Even before he said that I had already had this eerie feeling and I think L did to. K stepped on the gas and I grabbed B’s arm and closed my eyes, silently praying in my heart.

We didn’t dare speak until we were way out of town and K asked “ada lagi?“, and B bit his lip and nodded his head “uhuh” in a rather worried and scared way. We got to B’s house (he rented a house offcampus) and I could still see the scared look on his face. “Wash ur hands and your feet the moment u get inside” he said, in a monotone. He went in and switched on a CD of some quran reading (i think). And only then he relaxed. And we never talked about it again.

Thats my closest experience about things in the “other side”.

Phew, my first story. Its a true story, also publish in the Night Crossings blog (http://nightcrossings.blogspot.com)
I’d better mention it before anyone screams “repost!!”.


Of Brian’s Visit & Night Crossings

I’ve been hit by the malas-to-update-my-blog syndrome the past few weeks. Its not that I dont have a life *jeling kat put* but I’ve been busy – but not as busy as org yg salah tgk date convo or mak hayam yg nak cuti awal.

Brian, a close fren of mine from KK (who’s currently studying in Singapore) came to KL for a weekend trip. He stayed with Aaron in KJ. These two monkeys said that they would be in BB-Lowyat area after 10am on saturday and so I was at KJ at 11am and decided to call them to say that I’d be there earlier than i expected – supposed to meet at 12.30pm at first.

Those two monkeys were still sleeping!! Or to be more accurate, i woke them up. So i asked them to get their butts down to KJ as soon as possible and they came in less than an hour later – groggy and tired. Coz they watched Pirates at 12.30 and only got back around 3 something am.

We were busy camwhoring in the monorail station and in the train. We went to Low yat and walked around window shopping while Brian was looking for a laptop bag. He finally bought a nice Belkin padded cushy one for RM95 (compared to me who will juz sumbat my laptop into any bag im currently using – if its too small, juz pegang mcm pegang files or books).

At around 2.30pm, Aaron left us to go for his interview and it started raining so we decided to go to Time Square because Brian hasn’t been there for some time. We had to walk in the rain to time square when Brian asked where Lot 10 was coz he wanted to go the the Bentley (sp?) store opposite. I was like “What?!?!? we walked thru the rain here and u want to go back??” So we did go back and he kept insisting there was an underground passage from Regent Hotel to the opposite road (Planet Hollywood side) – anyone know about this passage?? – but we crossed the road anyway coz we couldnt find this so-called passage of his.

After that I went to stay at my frens place. Lepak2 borak2 and slept a lot coz i didnt sleep the night before. The next day I met up with Brian and Aaron (again!) in Ikano and we jalan2 to Padini – waaaa…so many new heels at Vincci~! – and Aaron bought 2 new tshirts then we lepak2 at Starbucks Ikano and took lotsa pics again :P Then the 2 monkeys came to my house for dinner and we juz talk talk, drink drink then they went home.


Im proud to annouce the opening of a new group blog between my frens and I:

Night Crossings – where the unexplainable and mysterious happen

Where a group of bloggers share stories of the night
True life experiences and encounters
Old wives tales and taboos
Stories of the unseen and unknown.

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Oh and I’ve been busy fixing up a few blogger’s templates, namely BlackFeline (juz some minor adjusting) and UglyButAdorable (template revamp). Was interesting to do.

Oh and its the last week of my holidays. So have been lepaking a lot, and also trying to fix my messy sleeping times. So far so good, slept early last night and woke up around 9 something this morning. :P

i look familiar? you look famliar

I was at my fren’s place a few weeks back juz lepaking. Then his housemate popped his head into the room and was terkejut to see a gal thr (apparently my fren doesnt get much female visitors….lol) and gave me this nice smile & nod. Cute!! :D

Later when we were on the way to town, i asked my fren who his housemate was coz he looked familiar. Then he (my fren) said that he (that guy) mentioned that I looked familiar as well. Apparently he (that guy) is the member of this local band, Floppy Pop Flop Poppy.

Hmm…i wonder where I’d seen him before…coz i obviously dont kno anything about local bands…and I wonder where he’d seen me before. While i was out clubbing? Planet hollywood maybe? Juz lepaking?

Cewah….”celebriti” kata I nampak familiar….terasa femes jap :P {gedik kan?}

I was walking down the steps in uni the other day when this gal in front of me, turned around and juz stopped walking and looked at someone behind me. I thought nothing of it until I reached the bottom step and she tapped my shoulder and said, “excuse me, are you fiona?” and i replied “yes”

“remember me? im golda..from miri”
“err…no not really”
“remember grace? *i nod* we 3 used to be close frens”
“oh yeaa….no wonder u look a lil familiar”
“we used to play mud at the back of grace’s house”
“yeah and throw it on the metal water tank to see if it’ll stick”

then a few catching up..like whr she was staying and exchanging numbers

Honestly, i dont quite remember her…but she does look familiar :P