Heartbeat!

HELLO! I'm gonna make one huge point about what I mentioned in the post before, how life just keeps moving on though someone else's might have been put on hold due to something happening. 

Tonight I went for a charity dinner thing at some Malaysian senior's house. They prepare a buffet-like dinner and we donate however much we want for the dinner. It goes towards the outreach program that some of the 4th and 5th year dents are going to do in Nepal. 

It. Was. Great. The food was good. The curry was yuuummmmm. Noodles, chicken, steamed chicken, nasi lemak, bubble tea, air bunga, etc etc etc. It was all very yum and home cooked too! And just the whole feel of it. The Asian gathering. How different it is to a western one. Haha. Funny when I say western one. It was just how the chickens had bones, how you can eat with your fingers, how it was SO. NOISY, everyone just talking talking teasing laughing. It was great company. Met lots of seniors, med or dent, which year they were in, I don't know. So lost cuz there were so many of them. Really liked them all!!!! So happy I got to meet them. We were all sitting there in the living room. On the floor, on the couches, on the side of the couches. And Sam was telling me and some other girls (Bel and Gaya) about how.. at night while she was sleeping, she suddenly couldn't move. Sleep paralysis, the meds would say, and 鬼压! the others would say. Haha. How she saw a little boy on the side of her bed etc. (OMG. Heart skipped a beat man typing that). 'Twas incredibly freaky. 

Thennnnnnn Gaya started telling her own ghost story and more and more people started tuning in till it was the whole room. Cuz when the other ppl who hadn't tuned in talked over Gaya's voice, true to the Asian way, they would be "OI! Shush la, listen!" "Who dare disrespect me ah!" Gaya said. Haha. It was just so funnnnn. She told the story about her friend in NS (National Service). Heart beat quickening, lights turned off, imagining the story. Haha scary laaaa. Ugh. I was so worried about getting home la cuz I would have to walk back to Castlewhite myself after Sam got to Vic Lodge. (But this graduated med doctor, Patricia, who's working here now dropped me off cuz she lives near Mardyke. Thank God!!!!! I think I would've totally freaked myself out man walking alone.) But yea. People took turns telling stories. Most of them took place in the boarding schools they went to back home in Malaysia. I'm sure they were thinking, good days good days. One story Pat told was funny. About how this poor family lived in a hut, and they were a tight-knit family. One day the dad passed away and was buried nearby the hut. And everyday the son would pour coffee onto the grave because the dad loved coffee. He did this everyday without fail for about five years. Then one day, because they couldn't afford coffee, he poured tea because that was all they had. So when he poured tea over the grave, suddenly, a hand popped out of the grave! The hand then made a thumbs-up sign, and said "Boh ada ommph!". HAHAHA. Boh as in Boh Tea! The brand! Hahaha that was a good one. 

And it's just like. Omg. We grew up with all these freaky stories la. Seriously man. Asian compared to western. It's kinda hilarious la. All the scary ghost movies we've seen. Japanese and Thai ones, HARDCORE! How we have pontianak, pocong? (those wrapped up Malay corpses, with faces burnt?), toyol, those bomoh stuff. *shivers* scary la. And typing this at 2am in an almost empty apartment that is super quiet is not a very good idea. Haha. But it's just so. Fun. Heartbeat quickening etc etc. Whee! So yea. It was a really good dinner. Had a great time, met great people. Like those typical noisy Asians that you're almost instantly 100% comfortable with. Haha. I'm glad I went. 

I should sleep now. :D Tmr church yay! Night nights!!!!!! :D :D :D Don't be scared to open your eyes facing the mirror after you close them when you're washing your face at night~~~! 

20/1/13 Sun 01:59