in the jungle, on top of a hill where the only other living creature is usually just a lost owl.
the nights staring at the spherical white dishes and blinking spectrum analyser are usually very cold and lonely. very lonely. and dark.pitch black.

the first night i was there.. i jumped at the slightest sound and was basically scared shitless of every shake of the trees, every dog howl.
to get to the kitchen and toilet, the place being previously a UK military satellite testbed, you had to leave the safety and heat of the office, and walk into a somewhat underground basement, 30 meters out. muttering all sorts of chants and cursing all shadows that dared to materiallise.. i had to freeze a few minutes infront of the wretched door to key in some number combinations.. and considering the uninviting walk towards the basement, my gallblader usually had to wait until it was brimming full for me to even consider going out..so releasing the password combination is really the hardest thing to do when u r fidgeting and jumping up and down.
the first night i was there, was around halloween..i walked in right smack into vampires and frankenstein hanged on to the kitchen wall. major curses to hell and Supernatural. wouldve made Captain Haddock blushed.

making my rounds to the satellite cabins in cases of failures are even worse. i focussed on just listening to my heart beat and my own footsteps. any other sounds and i'll hum to the Ketchup song.

I tried hard to kill all the stupid images in my head, and even tho i still let my gallbladders suffer, the following nights became more bearable.
Until one night.. i walked into the kitchen and met a hunched blonde woman..scrounching and picking something on the floor. it was a full minute before she heard me there, and then she turned around really, really slowly, looked at me with a set of eyes that gets rounder by the second, flipped her stringy dirty blond hair and screamed bloody murder.

that was when i realised, around here, in this isolated jungle, i am the scariest creature to ever exist.with my black head scarf, oversized winter jacket, excess fat and blackened zombied eye (effect off 3 storey of eyebags).. hobbling around at 3 in the morning, i probably looked like Death.
She came to see her hubby who was working late in one of the offices and went running back to him..didn't even give me a chance to explain I didn't come from hell.

and that was when i stopped being scared. yep.. wasn't even scared when a few nights later, a black man burst into the cabin muttering about himself having already been dead 4 times.
but that'll be another story. for another time when the books pissed me off again.

Red, focused and unblinking, big bulbous eyes glowing with hunger.
Sharp,jagged fangs with saliva dripping at each pointed enamels.
Curved claws with hardened nails, yellowed throughout the years.
High shrieking screams coming out in fast waves of bloodcurling frequencies.
They have found Their long awaited prey and is marking Their meat.
Others should Stay away.
They are vicious in packs, with no one to fear but Their leader,
creating an ominous cloud with Their vast numbers,
Their pairs of wings sharply slicing the air with its swift movements,
keeping air- borne on the fierce wind,
the thick Wind of Fart from South.
And then They attacked, full force, no mercy, no skin left unturned.

And no one heard my silent scream of pain.

i'm alone on top of the hill sending morse codes to the aliens. looking at the world pessimistly, it just makes absolute sense that one of the system had to fail at this ungodly hour. i have to go out and fix the satellite dish but the butterflies in my tummy has turned vicious. skipped a few meals due to flu and The beasts totally lost their heads. They probably hate coffee with a vengeance. I can't even crawl out of the room, it just hurts like crazy. I'm fervently hoping that things will just be 'Right When Tested' but the monitor insists on spewing out 'remote time out' like it's Hell's new favourite vocabulary.

only thing i can do now is craddle my laptop lovingly. it takes my mind off the crippling pain. i hope, come morning, this will be a good enuff reason to explain why i spent the night watching gossip girl and reading comics.

1.struggling along as usual..all those calculations in space is killing me..how much nearer could you get to rocket science? but satellites are cool once u get to know 'em better. argh. please tell me i didn't just proclaim a contradicting love-hate emotions with gadgets.

2.obawa won..he'd better. people were drunk all night and leaving beer mugs all over the campus following through the elections result. in the lecture halls..someone has left a list on the whiteboard. a list of 'Drink when you... 1. hear obama's granny mentioned 2. hear mc cain's military services mentioned 3. hear the big florida recount mentioned.. etc etc

3.u know.. girls tend to be self sacrificing in relationships. they do it cuz they expects it to last..they do it cuz they don't mind being a footwipe..they do it cuz the guy led them to believe it's worth it. and in doing so people tend to say girls are stupid. but i think..it's just done out of love. as simple as that. i was once a footwipe too and when people ask my opinion..i say, just be a footwipe,follow yr nature,as long as you love doing it,as long as you don't mind to. i still believe in the true love theory,whatever that is. But. there should be a limit to how u tolerate it tho..if the guy never appreciates it, never says he loves u, never throws a praise yr way.. expected to be waited on hands and knees at all time and storm off whenever he didn't like yr attitude.. i say, u can't even call that a relationship. let him storm off and stop apologizing and begging for no reason. please, hv some respect for yourself.

and cheeps, this has Nothing to do with that wedding ok! let them breed in peace.

02/11/08@2322hrs reporting live from cobbett hill earth station

-no alien signals received
-temperature 2 degree celcius
-low visibility (jaket polis traffic tetinggal kat bilik arghh)
-packet traffics patterns upload/download normal
-no aliens seen lurking around satelitte dishes as viewd from cctv
-eating maggie and reading dilberts
-totally creepy

roger n out.