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Books I have completed reading since January 2018:

1. No Man's Nightingale - Ruth Rendell
2. One Day - David Nicholls
3. The Door - Margaret Atwood
Saturday, May 16, 2009
I never expected myself to be caught in those situations which my colleagues have been telling me. This afternoon, I was approached by a young Malay guy not in some tattering clothes but quite neat (a little ruffled and dirt) clothes, though there's a tinge of sadness on his look. I came out from the LRT station and just finished climbing a flight of steps. I usually walk straight on my left after the staircase but I don't know why my instinct took me a right turn to another short flight of stairs. Most probably because the tail of my eye, I saw this young guy approaching someone else and got ignored. And then I appeared - a new target I guess. So I just walked past him very quickly and he came after me! I think I heard him saying something like "RM 1" or something like that but I just ignored and RAN. But he followed me walking down the stairs! And even rested his hand on my shoulder! I think he wanted to be right in front of me, but instinct just kicked in: I stopped at the same level of stairs and looked, burningly, into his eyes, as I said LEAVE ME ALONE. And the best thing was ... don't know why this gesture felt out naturally: my fingers curled into a ball and it was perfectly angled at his direction. I was ready for a dip into his face. I think my Karate sensei would be proud to see a student of his could still curl the fist correctly with a perfect balance on the shoulder.

The guy was taken aback to see my right hanging fist and glaring stare. His hand just shrunk and tore away his eyes from mine and looked somewhere. When Isaw this gesture, I quickly ran away, and he said "I LOVE YOU". What is wrong with this guy? I seriously don't know. If he had said "Please help me", people would have lend him a sympathetic ear, but instead he said "Give me RM 1."

This young guy was still hanging around at the mouth of the LRT station. I actually thought of using the earlier route, but spotting him made me took the more dangerous way to go back to the LRT station on the opposite direction: cross the helluva road. I actually really really thought of going back there, just to test my luck ... but what if my stupidity won this bet? What if this guy this time took up the courage and whack the heck out of me? Whoops. Glad renaye was not that stupid to take that chance.

I should have just brought my umbrella with me. It will not only protect me from this guy but also the crazy weather of today.

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Friday, May 15, 2009
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Aye aye
Saturday, May 9, 2009
I'm down with heat stroke, so I'm having sore throat, some slight headache and flu is on the way. I just can't tolerate the heat recently, I guess.

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My poor boy!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I have been trying to find which superstar is compatible with me and I am so sad to discover that the singer that I like the most, Tegoshi Yuya from newS (Japan), is not compatible and in fact got no destiny to be together!! Sad!!!...

I actually calculated my compatibility with all of the members from that group. The following is the compatibility result:

Tegoshi Yuya, upper left, not compatible and no destiny.

Yamapi, up in the middle, not compatible and no destiny.

Shigeaki Kato, upper right, compatible but there will be disturbance to the relationship by third party.

Koyama Keiichiro, below left, very compatible and the relationship won't break if there's any third party influence.

Nishikido Ryo, below middle, compatible but there will be disturbance to the relationship by third party.

Masuda Takahisa, below right, not compatible and no destiny.

Sad... I want Tegoshi!!

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Power me!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
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Get up!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
I must say I had an eerie morning. I started off my day eerily. How unfortunate.

The nights have been extremely hot recently, and yet I still cover myself with the blanket for I dislike the fan's wind blowing my hands. This morning is no different. But something was wrong, I felt, or thought to myself that I could not go back to sleep because I had overworked my brain on some business plans and some volunteer work I recently committed myself. But was that the real reason for my heart to race in the hot night at 4-ish am? I knew my sis woke up at 4.50 and was doing her prayers by 5 am. I curled myself to sleep for I know I have 20 more minutes of beauty sleep before my latest craze of music, Kiss Kiss Kiss by Beni Arashi, rings.

I switched it off at the 5th second and went back to sleep and that was when it happened. I went back to sleep, hoping for another 30 minutes before waking up my mother. I curled myself on the right and then tossed around before I decided to cover up myself with the blanket and sleep on my back. I tossed my head to the left and was ready to fall into a slumber. I did fell asleep, but it was a sleep paralysis mode, and I wanted to get out of that mode, because that mode would make me sleep for a further 2 hours. So I wanted to shake myself out of it... but the moment I wanted to do so, there were... fingers crawling under my blanket reaching for my neck. And I can't say anything!

Something WAS very wrong!! I need to get out!! FAST!! Not being able to say anything, I just shook my head and just tell myself "GET LOST" and I don't know why I said "PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR." After saying that, I got freed and kicked the blanket away and immediately opened my room door. For once, I was grateful that my sister has woken up and what's more she was doing her prayers. My room was immediately filled with the soothing prayers and mantra and I could feel whatever was in my room was dissipating. I didn't go back to sleep but was traumatised.

A similar event happened 15 years ago. I was truly traumatised by now. And now I realised whatever was making my heart race was not about the workload but the unseen presence. Sometimes, I got the image of something hanging at the corner of my room.

Whatever it is. I hope it doesn't return tonight.

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