Apologies
Sunday, May 15, 2005

My humble apologies for dissapearing. I was in Malaysia ~ truly asia. Haha. Me and my dad brought my cuz and family to Malaysia. First, we headed to Genting Highlands! Even though it was my 5th time there, it was AWESOME! I just adore the weather there! So air conny! So we went to play the rides. I went on the Solero shot (the name has been changed to space shot) ride! Droping out of control from 12 stories was just AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :D!!! Then I (<------ as in me... Nazreen the great) decided to bring them to the House of Ripley's followed by the Haunted House Adventure. Luckily there was a package for the 2 places. Ripleys was fun. The best definetly has got to be the Haunted House Adventure. Before we got to enter, we were asked to take a photo with the 'ghosts' there. There were 2 'ghosts' there. While getting ready to pose for the picture, one of the ghost's asked me and my cuz whether we were indians. ERRR.. We said yes. We din think much of it... until later.

The haunted house was so cool! There was so many shtuff in there! From headless dolls to skeletons to real live ghosts in costumes! They were so horrifying! There was this time where we had to go down a flight of stairs. I had a hunch that someone was going to grab my leg. I kepy screaming like a wild donkey! I saw 4 pairs of hands. AGRHHH!! I screamed and started to do the hip hop dance. Then me and this ghost had direct eye to eye contact and I screamed so hard that he (or she) found it so amusing he (or she) kept coming after me. MUMMY!!!

And my brilliant cuz had this ghost stalking her and she kept saying to it " please, please, please, dun come near... PLEASE!!" repeatedly.-_-". And finally we were out of the wretched place. PHEW. Remember that Indian ghost that asked me and my cuz whether we were Indian? Well, apparently, he was an Indian also. He stalked me and my cuz!!! OMG!!! He kept waving. First few times we din really think much of it. Then he started being really anooying appearing everywhjere we went. The worst thing was that he stalked us with that horrifing mask on. =:-O.
He hid behind walls and peeked over... ERRRR... I was like AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Then we left Genting and that guy was never to be seen again.

DOT DOT DOT

...torn-apart

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