Honestly, there is nothing much to do at night in Kuching. I’ll prollie put up the other pics when i’m actually at home. One night, we took pictures using the night vision thingamajig on the video cam.
We tried to act all pontianak-like… of course it wouldn’t be so cool if suddenly there *was* something else under the blanket with us… *gulps*
Last night,
Jason was torturing us by playing a kindergarten tape he found in the car Lovely tunes of TheSaintsGoMarchingBy and It’sASmallWorldAfterAll blasted My poor cousin and Kelvin had tortured looks all the way As Jason and i bopped our heads layaningly
Suddenly he changed it to a tape with a soothing voice talking about karma and achieving enlightenment Please don’t ask me why he has such random cassettes in his car
Anyway i have this gift of blocking out sounds (sometimes unintentionally) When Suddenly I heard this one sentence
“The female life isn’t meant to be used for sacrificial purposes…”
and yelled, “What the hell are we listening to, OI!!!”
It’s back to my usual partying la di da. I’m starting to dislike Poppy… it’s freaking crowded. People are stepping on my toes leftrightcentre. My poor tootsies… *ooch*
On Thursday, Loowee got drunk again.
Tim: Where are your car keys? Loowee: I dunno.. i dunno… someone took them. Me: *looks on floor* Well it’s not around here, are you sure? Loowee: Yea, i don’t have it! Tim: Ok ok, check his pockets la… *Tim proceeds to check Drunk Loowee’s pockets*
After two minutes of scurried searching…
Tim: What’s that in your hand…? *points at metal object sticking out of Loowee’s fist* Loowee: er… Me: It’s his car keys!!! *URGH* Tim: ARgh, idiot. Joyce, go blog bout this k.
I don’t have much time now but all i can say is i was so disappointed in Fairy Cave. It was super creepy. There were joss sticks eveywhere at a certain part in the cave. And more creepy stuff i shall write down properly when i have the time.
(edit)
Okay i have a minute (while waiting for dial-up internet to load my email). Sharon, Sarah, Brendan and i drove almost an hour to Bau. The road leading to the caves was… pretty amazing. I forced Brendan to stop and let me take pictures heh.
i was mesmerized. getting more excited. and couldn’t wait to explore the cave…
we had to climb steep stairs that were wet with rain there were handrails (which prollie had batshit hrmm) good thing the cave didn’t really smell tho
when we reached the top of the dark dark stairs into the main cave there were scary joss sticks everywhere
everywhere
i got such a creepy vibe there
sharon just started folding her arms pursed her lips and frowned slightly staring around her with slit eyes
i figured she might’ve been in a bad mood and let her be
fucking hell
what kinda fairy cave IS THIS?!
no fucking way would i call this a fairy cave!!!!!!!
then there was still more stairs to climb to the top. Sharon refused to go her expression stoic and stubborn i didn’t bother begging her to so Sarah and i went up i hurriedly took some photos didn’t even dare go into this scary looking tunnel and scurried back down
later on at home Sharon said she saw tiny toyol-like shadows all looking at us from the holes and rocks hence her reluctance to follow us further up
