Last night / First day of year 2

It was hard to fall asleep. I did eventually, only a few hours after I put myself to bed. I woke up at around 2:40, because there was a series of loud noises coming from outside my bedroom.

It went like 'pap pap pap pap', and it went on repeatedly until I freaked out after a few minutes. It sounded so much like someone's bare feet running to and fro the hallway.

If you're a faithful reader, you know how much of a coward I really am. [link to an old blog post] So naturally, I started to panic and got really scared. Plus, the writer in me tends to exaggerate the imagination sometimes.

I called my parents on their phones, hoping they'd come in and rescue me. My mom used to do that all the time in the past, when I woke up in the middle of the night. Only this time, she didn't answer my calls. Neither did my dad.

I checked my older brother's Last Seen to see what time he was last awake, and apparently it was about 2 hours before. I straightway knew it wasn't him, and not my parents either. So what on earth was making that sound???

You've no idea how shit scared I was! My parents and brothers room are facing each other, while mine faces the hallway. My normal thoughts were of course, "Whatever it is, it's gonna come for me first." I repeatedly told myself that, and I couldn't help shivering of fear, and crying.

I called my parents again, yet still they did not answer. In the end, my big brother answered his call. I'd woken him up from deep slumber, but boy was I glad.

I straightway told him to come into my room, to fetch me and send me to the master bedroom so I could sleep with my parents. Meanwhile, the "pap pap pap" was getting faster and LOUDER. I was shitting bricks by then. My brother was asking, "Asal eh? Oy, asal eh???" but I couldn't speak.

He finally arrived a minute later, and told me... Mmm, it was my dad sleeping on the couch outside, and he was using a stick to hit his back here and there because he had gotten itches everywhere.

The whole experience was not funny, my being scared was not worth laughing at all. But hey. I laughed anyway because that was the most stupid thing that I'd been ever paranoid about.

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First day of school was fine. I'm a year 2 student now! My first day of year 1 feels like decades ago, somehow. So many things have happened since then.

I walked into school feeling high and mighty as fuck. I literally held my head up high, and walked with a sway. Honestly, as much as I love laughing at the bimbos on America's Next Top Model, the shows actually taught me how to walk properly.

Now I no longer look on the floor. And I felt more confident. My knees were shaking, because I've never walked with such strut before, but I just pushed the thoughts aside and tried to look natural.

Don't know, maybe to others I'd have looked scared or something, but I think I did good from the bus stop to class. Proud of myself for finally not letting the hair cover my face by looking at my feet.

My classmates are fine I guess, though as I'd suspected, most of them already knew each other. Plus, on the name list, there was an asterisk next to my name, and the bottom of the page said that names with asterisks are those 'taken from other classes'.

In short, the people from this class I was put into for Induction Programme aren't my future classmates after all. Honestly, the reason why I'd turned up was because I thought they were my classmates-to-be. How dashed my hopes were.

There's this guy with nice anime hair [that's what I call haircuts that're brown, thick, and have that certain shape] but he was so socially awkward, I could see it from far. I tried talking to him during groupwork but he didn't answer or look at me, just continued writing.

So Shi Hui and I made a fool out of ourselves when we were buying our notes. Jokes of the day, oh my gosh. But only the two of us can really get it and laugh about today XD

Am looking forward to how the school days would be like from now on, considering the fact that so much has changed since then. Thinking positive always.