It's all in my head.

In the end, it's all in my head.

Stupid innovation

One day after work,

my friend decided to use the elevator in HQ.

We were from the 2nd floor and were heading home.

As we walked inside the elevator,

I know it was only in my head but

I thought the cab was hauntingly dark with black tiling and body.

When the door closed,

My head started to talk.

"What if it stops? Again?"

"What if you dont make it this time?"

"Oh god. Youre gonna die!"

"No. I will not die"

"Yeah but what if it stops and you cant get out of here?"

DING!

The door opened.

I didnt even realise, i was holding my breath.

And i even exhaled it in relief!

Now,

I dont even realised i was experiencing "trauma"

But then I understand that i was.

It was like claustrophobia with plus plus.

 

I thought that first time tragedy was just meh!

The first time is the cause if it all.

The first time was in that stupid Ripas Hospital lah.

The middle elevator on the left side, if youre coming from the main entrance.

The one next to the service elevator.

That stupid elevator on that day was going up when we pushed down.

So I thought it was probably some people upstairs.

Then it descended again but suddenly it stopped abruptly.

And going upstairs again. 

But the door never opened.

It was like were stuck in between floors.

This went one for twice maybe.

This makcik next to me was already panic asking whats happening?

And i just told her;

"umm entah ah. Tapi usul nya mcm stuck"

Straight face.

That makcik went wailing and start to babble gibberish.

So again i told her;

"bah! Jangan tah panic dulu"

I know i was not much of a help to that makcik.

But all i know, someone gotta get a grip and be the reasonable one.

So I kept pushing the emergency button.

The elevator finally worked properly and

We went out (thankfully) safely!

So I thought it was nothing serious.

Because my sister and I were making fun at ourselves after that even.

I thought i would get it over.

But apparently not.

Shit!

I could never get on an elevator like a normal person again.

Will try to avoid getting on one.

Hey!

On the bright side, i just unintentionally choose the "healthy way" of using stairs.

Except, what if it is a 17 fricking floors building?

Clearing up heads, acts and intentions

Open House, Hari Raya 2013, 7th Syawal

I need to be serious next time, for real.

For next year, it will be seriously seriously just us lepak at home.

I cannot handle anymore of this joke of us being surrounded in my crowded and loud family.

It was onerous! 

Funny, my joke backfired at me. 

Nonetheless, this year event was remarkable.

Reuniting lost friendship, bonding with new ones and strengthening the ones I have now.

I try not to sound so cliche but thats what happened.

Changes may be difficult but sometimes its necessary and sweet.

I never thought maturing up can be so satisfying! Hahaha!

Ok, back to reality.

Pre-raya post

I hope everything will be fine.

But i will savour anything that will come though.

There werent bad memories just bad feelings.