nowhere to be found

- vanishing from everyone - to a place nobody knows me - a place with nobody - leaving everything behind - taking care of nothing - and - nothing bothering me - only me - and - me - and - my thoughts - taking me deep to my heart - to my desire -

back from jungle

goodness! my previous blog looks so dull. thats the result of writing when i was sleepy. whole damn thing with words, words and more black words all together and i could imagine how people rethink and rethink to read it. but no choice, had to blog it as reference when i wana do report.

i'm tired too now, completed my pga training hours ago. oh! pga stands for pasukan gerakan am and the duty involves almost everything. thats y its am = general.

campsite was in hutan lipur sg. selisik. again, never heard of such a place. its in selangor, very near to selangor-perak border, therefore we went through behrang. the training was ok, not as bad as i imagine. we were given lectures for first and second days about 'kawad pengkalan', map reading, compass, survival tips in jungle which included types of traps, ways to make the traps, types of plants whether edible or beneficial during crucial hours and ways to handle/escape from invisible objects from other dimension. we cooked our own meals too and by now i learnt up the skills in cooking in the jungle with condition proper equipment provided. hehe.

whats cool bout this camp was that i got to blew off some explosive stuff. it sounded like a bomb and it felt like playing fireworks. i forgot whats it called. the sound just reminded me of chinese new year. the difference was that i was doing it legally. thats way more fun man.

there was this session where we were asked to find checkpoints in the jungle at night with lousy compass. it supposed to be exciting but unfortunately, the girls in my group too afraid and the guys happened to act gentlemen and protective and therefore, girls' movements were limited while the guys wander around, searching for missing checkpoints by their own most of the time. adeh.... how not cool and disappointed. ish!

another session was where we were dumped in the jungle individually near midnight. i guess it was around 15-20minutes, apparently nothing much could be done but to sit still, looking 360 deg, staring at the skysad no star was seen, listening to various of sound and also donating blood to quito. as it started to be real quiet, stupid stuff popped in my mind which made me pretty freaked out at times. but fortunately or unfortunately i wasnt disturbed. however, later then, my friends told me they saw a black figure droping by at the people at the back of me but stopped when the figure coming very near me. you see, we were situated a few meters away so we could sort of saw black figures of us. they thought it was one of the trainers checking on us but it shouldnt be. why?

1. the trainers explained they were up the hill all the time and people left up there could be the witness.
2. other trainers were out of the track and somewhere in the jungle at their own spots checking on us from far.
3. there were 63 of us which made the distance from the first to the last person rather far and our trainers would take time to come down to check on us.
4. i was sure no one was near me cause i was awake all the time and looking around.
   

aah....mEnaKUtkaN!
its scary to think how close the thing actually got so close to me IF what my friends said were true.