Thursday, August 26, 2010

Zombie Post II



An infection has occured in our so called beautiful country. With only our police
force and RELA to help out, there arent many survivors. Most of the politicians
have flown off on their helicopters by now. The country is filled with chaos and
its citizens abandoned to fend for them selves. Nobody escapes, not even the Mat
Rempits who try to "superman" away, crash and get eaten. This is a more logical
follow up to my previous related post.

You have been holding out in your dorm for 2 weeks now. You constantly check
the internet and listen to the radio for the news and updates regarding the outbreak.
Within 4 days, almost all radio stations stop broadcasting and within a week your
wireless internet stopped working for some odd reason. Your tried calling home a
few times but nobody picks up. You somehow manage to keep in touch with some
of your friends via handphone. Turns out they are holding out somewhere too. Some
at their own homes, some at shopping malls, restuarants, 7-11 etc etc. Within 3 days
your damn credit runs out and within a week after ure internet runs, you are
completely cut out from the outside world.

Why did I use the word outside world? Well first off that cheap plywood cupboard
provided by the dorm is pinned against your window and you study table is placed
against the door with your bedframe behind it. You sleep on the floor now, sleeping
on the bedframe is much too risky as a hand might bust through the door and grab
your hair or feet depending on which side your sleep. You have been living off snacks
you bought and instant noodles "cooked" with tap water. You dont see much sunlight
aside from peeking out your window through a crack in your cupboard. You dont see
much, infact you dont really hear much. But once in a while you hear a distant shuffle
and to your horror and faint moaning. But the only time you ever hear these sounds
are rare and far in between.

You wait another five more days and the anxiety drives you crazy. Your food is running
low, so are your hopes. What are you gonna do about it? Well first off, I suggest that you
move your ass. But before you move, where are you gonna go? Whats the plan? Well, in
Malaysia I'd suggest that you go somewhere remote and far away. There are many rural
areas in Malaysia, but I suggest you go to one that isnt used by motorists as a rest stop
before heading off to bigger cities. Agricultural areas such as estates and farms are least
likely to be affected by the infection.

Alright, you chose your destination already. Time to start packing. First off you need water,
but just carry enough for one day. There are probably ample places to refill along your journey.
Get used to drinking tap water, its way more convinient than walking into a store for
mineral water and getting eaten. Next you need a weapon. Something light and durable.
Choose something blunt, knives are not gonna be of any help here. Imagine this,

STAB
STAB
*munch*

Not a good idea. Get something thats long and blunt. Well, here are your choices, depending
on your circumstances. If you are in your dorm you may have a guitar/curtain frame/barbell
bar/piping from your toilet shower/wooden stool/floor lamp or that weapon that you always
keep beside you bed incase of robbers. Well, to you paranoid folks like myself congrats, you
finally have a chance to use this weapon that has already started to gather dust. As for me I
keep a metal pole by my bedside. The lesser surface area of the weapon the better, you need
enough pressure to bash a skull. Thats the only way of taking down the undead.

What happens next? You push your bedframe aside, followed by the study table. Clenching
on one hand is your weapon while the other reaches for the door. You make a silent prayer
before you turn the knob. You walk down the dark hallway silently listening intently to your
surroundings. You see bloodstains everywhere and there is a heavy stench in the air.
Suddenly a figure appears. It seems to be shuffling towards you in the most awkward
manner with the most eerie moan. Its that chubby girl that lives a few doors away from
yours and she looks like she really needs a good facial. You give her one, with your weapon.
Bitch made a lot of noise with her speakers anyways. You are gripped with fear, but steady
yourself, its something that you're gonna have to get used to if you wanna stay alive.


Alrighty, you made your way out of the dorm safely. First thing you need to do is to
gather supplies from somewhere. Any typical Malaysian would run off to a store to gather
food and BECOME food to the undead. But no, you're smarter than that, you instead run
off to a hardware store. Yes you heard me, hardware store! Well, I would like to make a
note here, this isn't America, where you can just run off to a abandoned weapon store filled
with weapons and go create a zombie massacre. This is Malaysia, THERE ARE NO GUNS.
Our arsenal consist of what? Parang? Keris? Tombak? Blowpipe? This is when the
hardware store comes in.

First off, before I continue here, Id like to explain why the hardware store has priority over
food stores. Thats what everyone will think of and thats where the undead population will
be most dense. You wont live long enough to finish all that food anyways. Alright, you
managed to find a hardware store a flew blocks down your dorm. Along the way there you
stumbled accross a few more ghouls, but you managed to evade them and outrun them as
their decomposed legs cant carry them far. First off, if your previous weapon wasnt good
enough, you can probably find a better one in a hardware store. Well, whats on the list?
Monkey Wrench/Axe/Sledge Hammer/Crowbar. Use your imagination. Then you might
wanna bring along some kerosene for molotov cocktails, you get my drift.

You got your stuff, what are you gonna do next? Your bag is getting a little too heavy.
Walking is becoming too dangerous as your stamina is taking a toll on you. This is when
being in Malaysia becomes an advantage. Those annoying motorbikes that cut you off
on the road, you are gonna do that to those rotten bastards. Thats if of course, if you
know how to ride a motorbike. You dont know? Go learn! Im sure there will be a few
abandoned somewhere or there will be one or two at vehicle showrooms around. Why
a bike? Being in a car is too dangerous. With our lousy roads and probably wreckage all
over the place you wont be going too far. With bikes you can easily cut across debree
and the undead. However finding a bike, is gonna be quite an issue.

If you are walking, I suggest you keep to the sidewalk and not in the open. Wear shoes,
not slippers. You will be doing alot of running and shoes are way more silent than the
sound of slippers smacking the floor. Avoid walking at places where there is a corner
or where you can be ambushed. Avoid having to engage the undead at all costs. If you
have the opportunity to run just do it. You run past them, and not into them. Always
listen to your surroundings, but your nose will be you best friend from now on. You
can smell them from a mile away. Basically, they stink, really badly. When you smell
them, you know its go time.

Top Ten Places to avoid.

1. Shopping Malls
2. Office Buildings
3. Apartments
4. Hospitals
5. Over Sized Houses
6. Factories
7. Tourist Attractions
8. Industrial Areas
9. Hotels
10. Parlimen

If you do survive, and if you finally find the perfect rural area to hold up, the next
thing to do is to look for other survivors. Start looking for food and water. Ensure
that your new territory is free from the undead. Best bet? Build a tree house! END

to or not to be continued

Friday, August 20, 2010

Untitled


When I was younger I have always feared the dark. Despite being in a familiar
place like my own bedroom or at my hallway, when the lights go off I would
just feel a sense of insecurity. I feel that being unable to see anything makes me
feel vulnerable. My imagination would then get wild, like crazy wild and start
conjuring weird shadows and figures in the dark. I can never be alone in a room
without the lights on.

Ive always welcomed the company of light. Infact I can only sleep better with
the light shining brightly on me. As a kid I would do anything to just get a little
light on me while I sleep. I would simply just leave the light on, leave my room
door slightly ajar so hallway lights would come in, get a night light or maybe
get a torchlight. You see, its not really the dark that I fear, it the sense of
insecurity that drives me off the freaking wall.

Now a days, its really quite the opposite. I can walk through half my house in pitch
darkness and not really flinch a single bit. Im used to sleeping alone in my room
which is now twice the size of my old room in the dark. I can take a leak in the toilet
or sometimes even a dump when the lights are all off. In fact when its night time
sometimes light can really annoy me. When Im in my room trying to sleep, I would
always have to put my pillow over my head to shield my eyes from light seeping in
from the hallway or from the street lamp outside.

I guess having insomnia sort of makes darkness a part of your life. Well, maybe not
insomnia, just a milder case perhaps. Well, in a less fancier word its a troubled mind
and an empty heart that keeps me awake. Lying down on my bed staring at the
ceiling, once menacing shadows are now all too familiar. My thoughts once
wildly conjuring terrible horrors now given a chance to abolish them and give room
for other thoughts.

Thoughts about you..

How you were able to speak to my heart and not my ears..
How you were able to touch my soul and not my body..
How you were able to bring me bliss and rarely sorrow..
How you were able to make me see love and not beauty..
How you were able to make me feel whole and not hollow..
How you were able to bring me smiles and not tears.....
How we were able to cast one and not two shadows...

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Black Balloon




Hello everyone, thats if there are still readers out there. I do apologize for
the inconsistency of my updates due to the apathy I have towards this blog.
Well, its because Ive been working under minimum wage this summer and
I just get kinda tired when I get home hence I have no mood to update this
blog.

I have however just stop work because summer is ending soon and I felt that
I have not done what I planned on doing this summer. I felt that this summer
is rather uneventful and I feel a tad bit disappointed for letting myself
waste the abundance of time I had. I felt I havent really catched up with my
friends because they themselves have become busier. I can honestly say that Ive
reached the stage where Im close to drifting apart from some. As for me, all I
can say is whatever will be, will be. Bridges are meant to be built halfway on
your side, if even the foundations were never built by the otherside, I see no
point crossing.

As for work, the people are friendly and the working environment can be fun. But
it was not something I wanted. I didnt want to work for the experience this summer
as I know that I would be doing the same for the next summer. I wanted to earn this
year and I didnt. That extra income could have helped me get some stuff that I have
been eyeing on for awhile. I just felt that it wasnt really worth it since Ill have to do
the same next year and there will never be another opportunity of doing so. The
field in which my training was based didnt suit my studies either. So I felt no purpose
in what I did and it was all a big waste of time.

But the upside for this summer is that it was a big eye opener for me. Ive learnt alot
work, family and stuff I went through this summer. Ive learnt that people change
and when they do, its hardly for the best. It is however pointless to change them
back because its in their nature and its who they are. Ive also seen the true nature
of certain individuals after knowing them for a long time. The first impression is
mostly if not always a far cry from the last. Ive also learnt alot about myself, Ive
learnt that Ive always waited for things to come my way, and hardly take the
initiative to do certain things. Just like the idle frog always waiting for the fly, I
never chase towards what I want. I see everything in a different reality now and
Im more battle scarred than ever..