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Brief Scare

Heh. Want to update it to Twitter, tapi macam panjang je nak tulis. So malassss and twitlonger or deckly is unkewl.

Anyway, reading Blog Serius just now reminded me of an incident in BTN. 

Warning: Kesah mistik ahead

When I was in UTP, some of us are required to go to the BTN. Our BTN camp was somewhere in Perak near a Chinese cemetery. I remembered that we have to go past the Chinese cemetery and past some ladang getah I think to get to the camp. Nothing untoward really happened there. It was fun actually and not as racist or propaganda-ish as I thought it would be. The food sucks balls but we lived.

Kate kesah mistik ahead kan. Well, no one said anything weird happened. Some people said its a bit creepy (you should see the bathroom, it looks like the set of a Thai ghost movie), however most of us get through the 3 or 4 days without incident. Again, mana kesah mistik nye?

Maybe I should say slight incident. My bed on the camp was a double decker bed and I am unlucky enough to get the top bunk. On the first night I slept there, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night because I was cold. It was. And I also realized that I am not on my bed anymore. Instead I was beneath the bed. Somehow I manage to fall of my bed and rolled underneath the bed without waking up, which is like... how you manage to fall of a double decker bed and not wake up? I briefly panicked. Brief is the word because I was also really tired and sleepy. So I rolled myself out and drag myself up to the bed and continue to sleep in seconds.

If anything there wanted to scare me, they/it must have been disappointed because I quickly forgot about it after waking up and continue my day happily. Nothing untoward happened the subsequent nights. And I sometimes wondered how I manage to get there.

Gile tak best ending cite ni. Sorry to waste your few mins. LOL.

Comments

Anasfadilah said…
LOL!!

sure hantu tu macam

"ceis!tak takut ke apa budak ni?!"
Dils said…
Haha. Kalau die ade tercongok kat tepi time aku terbangun tu mungkin akan wide awake jugak sebab gabra.
shimacoway said…
pergh beb..berthn kemudian baru hang nak cerita..kalau la aku tau time tu..mau aku buat2 pengsan minta xcuse. tp aku rs aku n mekja..kena kat btn kulim.
Dils said…
LOL. Aku lupa pasal tu. Tetiba je teringat.

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