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Monday, September 20, 2010

The Church Lady

Once in awhile, people from the church would come to my door and do their duty as Christians. They give out flyers, talk about their religion..

Last week, two ladies were at my door. One of them seem so enthusiastic, I felt bad to cut her off. So what I did was, I pretended not to understand Japanese. I knew she'd pull out a book of different language. When she asked what language would be more suitable for me, I thought about it for a minute or two, and I thought hard. I said "Malay", figured she wouldn't have it. Seeing Malays are mostly Muslims, they wouldn't even go through the trouble to introduce to Malays right? However, guess what?! She found something that was written in Malay! It was just a self introduction though.

Today, the same lady appeared at my door again. Today she brought a copy of "Do You Want To Know Bout The Truth? Obviously she went online and printed this.



I looked at her disbelievingly with my two 'you're interrupting my sleep' eyes. She saw that and she apologized over and over again. I took the copy and as I was about to tell her that I'm really not interested, she said that she'd come another day and maybe next time I'd let her in my house so she could tell me more.

As touching as it is.. but NO, lady, no more next time I thought. I'd never open my door again! Speaking of keen Christians..



When one's keen & enthusiastic enough..

Midnight tears .

I just got up from a dream. A bad dream. A bad dream that brought tears to my eyes. A bad dream that took all of my energy. I feel so helpless. What happened in the dream..


I was somewhere in a foreign land, where the land was infected with a disease. Most of the people were held at the hospital for blood testing. That time, I was just walking around, seeing people suffer from this disease that was killing them slowly. I don't quite remember the first one and the second one started spreading. It was these blue deadly bugs, it stings you and you're dead. However, of course one doesn't die immediately. This time, everyone had to go for the blood testing, including me. They had this little plastic thing, somehow it could penetrate your skin and as they press the rectangular part, it sucks up your blood.

(Here's something I drew from my memory)





















Yes, those were the places they poke! That little thing works like a.. (with pressure) I'm not sure the name of the apparatus they use in labs, not sure the science term for it. So I'm comparing it to a toilet clogger. Anyway I saw how they poke that thing into your skin and how the blood get sucked up. After that, they checked the colour of the eyes, if your irides are blue, then you're definitely infected. The girl in front was infected as her blue eyes got even more bluer than usual, and when they told her that, she started dropping blue tears. It wasn't so amazing in the dream, because it freaked everyone out. People started rushing around, contacting their family, friends. As for me, I just sat there. I thought to myself, if anything should happen to me, I would ask someone to pretend to be me and talk to my parents, family & friends back at home like I usually do. It doesn't make sense now, but it did at that moment. As I got nearer, being next to my turn, I started freaking out. I tried to run from there, I stood up from the bench.


Luckily for me, I then realized I was having a dream. I woke up immediately, but everything seemed so clear, so real. It was really frightening to know that you might actually die, that if you die, what would you do with the people you love so much.

Would you rather them to not know about your death, & die alone. Or rather let them know so at least they could mourn for you?


- Still bit shaky from that nightmare. -



"No matter what happen, I'll always be with you.
I won't let those things near you,
you'll be okay.
Even if they do, they have to get me first,
I won't let a thing harm you".
So YOU said.

Thank YOU,
For waking up in the middle of the night, listening to my craps.
Telling me things that made me feel so much better.
Knew I could count on YOU.

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