I think everyone kinda knows now that I live in Bukit Antarabangsa, and quite near to the landslide area. So here’s kind of my story of what had happened during the landslide:
My maid woke me up that 6th of December morning around 6, saying this (and I quote),”ADIK! BANGUN CEPAT! ADA MASALAH BESAR! POLISI DI ATAS SURUH KELUAR RUMAH SEKARANG!”
I seriously had no idea of what was happening. My first thought was “Oh crap! Did a burglar come into our house?”
It never crossed my mind that a landslide had occurred. And when I went outside to see what was happening (luckily I wore something decent to sleep the night before that! -_-), I saw that my dad’s Range Rover was missing and that both my parents were not at home! I asked my sister what’s happening and she said there was a landslide.
All my neighbours were out of their houses, all of them sleep in their eyes and puzzled expressions on their faces. We could see patrol cars at the beginning of my lane, helicopters flying above and we can hear the sirens of the ambulance. I panicked because I couldn’t find my parents and when I called my dad, I was so relieved cause I found out that my parents were only at the landslide site to see what had happened.
After around 15 minutes standing outside our houses, not seeing any signs of landslide anywhere near our street, we had a police patrol car coming around to say, “Semua penghuni diminta meninggalkan kawasan ini. Tanah dipercayai masih lagi bergerak”
Everyone ran into their houses, took as many things as they could and quickly got ready to leave. Around 6.40, people started to leave their houses. Luckily for us, my dad’s tenant at the house in Jalan Kent, which is near the Datuk Keramat area, was vacating the house to move back to Russia that particular day. We stayed over at my grandma’s house for a while because her house was beside my dad’s house, and we moved into the Jalan Kent house that Saturday night itself.
So no, I did not hear anything happening and it’s a bit embarrassing when people asked me, “What happened?” and I can’t describe anything cause I slept through it. LOL.
To go back now is a bit of a hassle cause they’ve actually sealed off the entrance of our lane and we have to show our ICs as proof that we actually live in the lane to avoid looters from coming.
But now they’ve issued passes to us so that we can go in and out of the lane with more ease. The houses in my lane are actually broken up into two blocks, with the houses in each block sort of joined to their neighbours.
For my “block”, we are issued with yellow passes now, which means that we are allowed to go in and out as we please, as long as we have the passes. Unfortunately, for the block of houses further up my lane, they’re issued with red passes because the slope close to the house at the end has started to crumble, and should anything happen to that house, it might affect the whole block of houses and they only have like 3 hours to pack their things from the moment they get their passes. Once the three hours are up, the Control Centre will call them to surrender the passes back. Scary, right?
So to cut the story short, my dad has decided not to take any chances, so we’ll be staying at the Jalan Kent house for the next few months, because if the houses further up our lane could crumble, who’s to know what effect that will have on our houses?
But the thing is, this house is just a house to me. It’s not home. I’ve lived in the Bukit Antarabangsa since December 1995, and it’s here that I met one of my closest friend, Nat, cause we both lived in Bukit Antarabangsa and we rode the same bus to school.
It’s funny that we were friends cause we had that one year gap between us, but I guess it was kinda cool afterwards when I skipped Standard 4 to go into standard 5 cause I already had a friend. LOL. But yeah, this house is not the same as the one in Bukit Antarabangsa.
What was really ironic to me is that the day the landslide happened, my whole family were supposed to go and scout around for furnitures and lightings cause my dad was supposed to have started some major renovations on the Bukit Antarabangsa house this week !!!
I guess we were lucky that no renovations had been done to the house yet cause had the landslide occurred when we were in the middle of renovating the house, it would have caused such a massive problem. But even now my dad is still considering renovating the Bukit Antarabangsa house. And since like 95% of our stuff are in this house, it would be easier to renovate the Bukit Antarabangsa house. Hehehe. I still want to go back there. This house kinda creeps me out. :(
But then again, I can't really complain because we're all safe and sound. Some people lost their lives, and some lost their life savings because of the landslide. The only thing I lost was my internet connection. Huh. I am selfish, aren't I? Whoops. Malunya.
Oh, I was reading one of Zaty's post, and she talks about what kind of guy she thinks I will end up with. LOL. And the thing is, I can imagine myself with the type of guy that she pictured me with. But she said that my guy (LOL, MY guy!) will have long hair, and I'm like, "NO! He'll be botak!" and I don't know why, but I'd like to see the man I end up with driving a manual car cause I think guys who drive manual cars are hot. I'm weird. I know. And yes, if possible, I want to end up with a guy who's like 4 years older than me. I think a 4 years difference is good!
And reading her post had made me realise how comfortable we are with ourselves now as compared to when we were back in school. And it reminded me of our conversation that day where we talked about what we did to get approval from others, to show how worthy we are, and I realise how sucky peer pressure is. Blargh.
OK, I've gotta go now. My dad's telling us he wants to go back. I'll promise I'll update more often if possible!
