a little ghost story.

guess where i am? you're right! am at the country next door, good old friendly Malaysia. been exploring, am at a hotel with pretty good signal.

so i can text now. but the problem is, there's not really anybody to text. bennicker and syamirul had exchanged texts with me for awhile earlier, and then faiz tarmizi when i was having my dinner at the Zon. but that's basically it. just the usual catching up on each other's lives.

earlier on at the Zon, i had sat at the exact spot where two years ago, i had been sharing with the younger twin about a dream i had.

for as long as i can remember, i've never been in malaysia with the rain pouring as it had earlier. it was a chilly night. glad i have my foster brother's hoodie, snuggly threads all wrapped around me now. and yes, did my usual webcamwhoring earlier as well.

as you can see i hadnt been able to stay in one position. was damn restless. and i just went down to the lobby with my glasses on. i felt so exposed, i've never gone out to public wearing those glasses for so long already.

I DONT WANNA BATHE !
i dont wanna bathe i dont wanna bathe. i dont wanna bathe!!!

o and my aunt told me her own stories of hotel disturbings just now. if you remember this post?  from back in langkawi.

so my aunt's story .

back in langkawi, the rooms we had stayed in were overlooking this little village house, literally a kampung. it was adorable, real beautiful. in the daylight i would sit by the windowsill staring down at it. as you all know i really like windowsills.

my aunt told me she'd seen Cik Pon at the little village, playing on the swings, just a little after midnight. the thing had came flying towards the window, and my aunt just shut the door and ran to bed to my uncle.

my uncle hadn't seen it, but the thing kept scratching at the windows, and this the both of them had heard.

my aunt kept repeating Cik Pon's name, but she only found the courage to talk about it the next morning. the creepy thing is, i had been sleeping by the window that overlooks the village as well.

the thing actually followed my aunt home, and according to her, the weight of the thing was literally heavy upon her shoulders. she was performing her prayers one day when she just broke down and cried non-stop because of the force, and she kept seeing the thing as well.

she went to a little hotel to bathe, and threw the water outside in the sun, saying that the remnants of the presence can't be allowed into the drains. i can just imagine her and my uncle checking into the hotel room with a little tub in tow.

well, that aside. yes, am staying over at a hotel with my aunt and uncle. we had eaten at the buffet restaurant at the Zon, where i couldnt stop stuffing myself with the little strawberry cakes.

my aunt and uncle really love to pamper me a lot, it seems! i love them so much more than their combined affection for me. the man at the lobby had mistaken my uncle for my dad, but then i was like, Hm.not bad.

aunt and uncle are in their own bedroom, and here i am still up and blogging. gonna hit the sacks soon though. and yes, ain't gonna be in school tomorrow.

been speaking in Bahasa Baku today. dont worry, i am still aware that i am taking my Malay O Levels on monday.

goudennate! i had invented that word. im not sure if it's an existing word in an existing language, but o well. it shall be my way of saying goodnight for now.