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RAMBLINGS
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Spend some tym blogging all my entries for the week... had been a busy week... tests.. attachment.. outings.. wahahas...
I've changed the blog song.. into something romantic.. kinda lyk a lovechild right?((:
Smtn terrifying happened at night.. at bout 9.. i was blogging with my laptop in the living room.. then i heard some noises behind.. so i turned.. my head tilted towards the direction of my parent's bedroom..
guess what i saw?!
By the reflection of the door.. i saw orange lights and then went off at about 1-2 seconds later..
also by that.. there is a click, and click again.. as if some1 was there to switch it on and off...
but that's not all.. i forgot to tell you i was all alone at home.. and i'm not kidding.. i stood motionless for a few seconds.. not knowing what to do.. but i switched on the big lights in the living room and then quickly get my wallet and wear my shirt and pants.. and went out immediately..
They say seeing is believing... BUT can you BELIEVE what i just SAW?
moreover.. it's the 7th month...
I'm not afraid of ghost.. but that's not the point.. i'm just afraid not knowing what to do what i see one.. scared that i will take a wrong action.. resulting in undesirable consquences..
Could it be some naughty ghost on a prank? or was it my beloved grandmother coming back?
If it was her.. i've dearly missed her.. but definitely i wouldn't want to see her..
Random Quote: Giving up the ghost - On broken wings
Delivered at 9:41 AM;
