Spooked

A few days ago, my lappy had its windows processor corrupted by some unknown reason. Ughhh, memang stress gila since here in Melaka at my place had a three-day-holiday including weekends with the extra 1 being Hari Keputeraan Sultan Melaka. In addition to that, most of my mates are going back to Terengganu and I'm here be like...

Some may ask " Kenapa ko tak ikut dorang balik? " and well, I didn't because personally, a three day holiday is simply not enough for me to go back to Terengganu. It just doesn't seems enough and I guess eventho I do went back, I probably will not get any satisfaction from it anyway and besides my friends are still on their studies and most of them are not back. Soo kalau balik pun I'll still probably stayed at home jugak. There it goes haha. Getting back to the story..

About my laptop... sighhhh... I had soo much things planned well too! From getting my music keyboard lesson, video-calling with my friends overseas and of course updating this blog ( I have been away way tooo long, sorry dear readers ) and only to have my lappy acting up like this. Soo frustrated!! ( Sebab dah plan and dah janji ) 

Oh well, I guess it can't be helped. Soo, in order to cope with my boredom that nearly kills me these past few days, I went to the nearest cyber cafe around here at night. The place wasn't that far from my place but I went there by room-mate's motorcycle ( sebab saje haha, jarang kot dapat bawak motor) . I spend a few hours there from 10pm and went back exactly at 1am. This is where the interesting part begins.

I stepped out of the CC, started my motorbike and went back quick. I reached an abandoned looking carwash and was ready to get to the other side of the road until a strange woman stopped me. She looked stunning and beautiful, wearing a purple headscarf and a black baju kurung with flower-style patterns on it. She seems to be back from some sort of occasion because her dressing seems so proper and formal.

She eventually stopped me and asked..

" Adik, leh minta tolong tak? "

" Ermmm, saya actually kena balik ni, cik sebab dah lewat ni " trying to lied just to escape the situation...

" Alaa, cik sekejab je, kereta saya breakdown ni, ( while pointing to her Kancil next to a closed foodstall ) saya kena balik rumah kakak Area Melaka Sentral and lagi pun dah lewat dah ni" speaking with a softest voice ever

" Kereta awak kat mana tak leh on tu? Maaf la kak, saya tak pandai pun dalam hal-hal kereta ni " I bluntly replied

" Eh, bukan tu awak, macam ni, saya ada kawan tinggal kat salah satu taman dekat sini and saya bagi awak alamat ni and cuba awak pergi kat rumah dia cakap Cik Ira minta tolong "

I somehow recognize that address since its kinda near to my place around Taman Peruna. I also learnt that her name is Ira. Hohoho. Oddly enough, my mind at that time kept whispering to me that if you help people now, maybe soon when you have other difficulties, people will helped you in return. Its called good karma. Besides, if I were to leave her there, what else could have happen to her at this kind of time. She also had that innocent look on her face making it more hard to decline the help -_- . With the most kambing smile I could muster up I agreed to her. 

" Sigh, boleh I guess kot " I replied

" Nanti lepas tu mari sini balik eh? " she said

I nodded and started off my bike and went straight to the address that she provided. Its really dark around the alley of the area and it really does give me the chills. O_O seriouslaa!! Dah la sorang at that time but since I made a promise with that women, I muster up all my courage to find the place that she claim to have someone she knows to help her. With the bunch of dim street lights that hardly lights up the path along the way, I went like crazy looking for the address until I came to a small house. The place seems really old and there's a lot of semak and lalang in its compound. I double-checked and I was definitely right but the place doesn't seems like anybody inhibit that house at all. It was old, dark and almost looked abandoned.

I took these photos the day after that incident happened

I had a bad feeling somehow at that time since the house itself looks rather spooky, not to mention, surveying houses at this kind of time will only breeds suspection among the Well sticking to my guts,  I went back straight home after that.

Being overly positive at that time, I thought maybe owner rumah tu dia bujang and doesnt really care about the house. There was no sign of sandals or shoes in the perimeter of the house too. It kept me thinking and thinking about that house and that women. I had this mumbling at that time I reached home too like really??

" Eh dia ni bagi salah alamat ke? Ke aku yang salah? Tapi rasanya betul dah.. Buat apa dia bagi aku alamat tu doh. Tah pape tak da orang pun ni. Come to think of it kan, Dia tu tak da handphone ke? Tak kan la tak da handphone, boleh je call kawan dia ni kot. Nak jugak harap aku, dah la lewat dah! Nyusahkan betul laa, dah tau nak jalan jauh bawak la sorang teman. Yang ni dah la pergi sorang and nyusah kan orang lain pulak tu. Harap muka je lawa tapi handphone tak leh beli, Sadis gila humph! Haih, amik nokia 3310 pun jadi laaa -_- aku pun handphone tak da la hipster sangat but kalau sekadar nak call orang tu boleh sangat.  Haih!!! Kereta boleh beli, handphone tak leh beli " 

Sigh..Its 2 am, suddenly I came to remember that she did asked to meet her back at the place and soo being the idiot that I am at the time, I went back to meet her at the spot and SHES FREAKING MISSING! . I went to the place where she said she park her Kancil there only to find that car is broken, out of order, in disrepair with the both backseat window broken. It looks like it haven't start for years. 

Spooked out yet? Hell yeah I am!! At that time, I was like " oookkkaaaaayyyyyyyy " quickly started off my bike and went back straight home. Quickly took my bath and my ablution before going straight to my room and sleep. I didn't think well and tried speaking to myself to avoid thinking about what happen just now.

Meremang bulu roma.. and actually still spooked when I wrote this post. Anyway, I did tell this story to a friend of mine and she replied

Well shes right at some point... I should have bring along that woman with me... or maybe not kot. I don't know but one thing for sure, never ever stop by for some random beautiful woman who asked for some random favor. Unless you wanna get spooked like me. Anyway nevertheless, I'm glad I'm safe..

Alhamdulillah.. thank god.

Diet and Gym

Hello friends.

I'm happy to say that I've been doing really well. I added exercise into my routine - 3 rounds of a kilometer run and walk- and have been doing a great job with veggies and portion control. It feels good.

Have to admit, finding free time during weekdays is like finding a needle in a haystack. Tough and almost impossible. Literally every single one of us are just so much exhausted whenever we reached home after work hours. But I remembered that my trainer did said, if you have something to achieve, sacrifice has to be made. And soo I did mine, and it paid off!! I feel quite impressed of myself actually. ( pats myself in the back )

Regarding about my diet, I heard someone once say that when your eating is in control it opens the door to the rest of your life being in control and I have to say that is true in my experience. I'm more focused, more able to get things done. I'm not thinking about food every moment of every day. It's nice.  Not that it's all good. I'm hungry much of the time. Not outrageously hungry but never quite full either. Well in my journey in shaving down kilos, I've come to realize that I'm not really an emotional eater. I don't eat about sadness or anger or even joy. But I eat for comfort. Eating, to me, gives me that "snuggled up on the couch under a cozy blanket in front of the TV while watching a movie" feeling.

Its a very good feeling you know. Its literally because of this I'm able to shed a few kilos ever since I went working in Melaka. Its definitely better than what I did back then in Paka and let me tell ya..losing weight there is extremely hard even though I went working out at the gym every weeknights cuz my mom. Not that because she force me to eat or anything but rather her cooking is just tooo fantastic and irresistible.  And she cooked em everyday too! Ahh but right now I missed her and her cooking soo much :(

Oh and speaking about gym Tadaa!

Throwback when I'm in Paka, I missed them soo much :( the coaches here are all super cool ( especially coach Paan and Azim ) They are both sempoi and awesome. It is definitely a worthy experience. My mom and dad also joined in the fun...

Haaaaa hati-hati guys my parents knows kick boxing kot hoho! Don't mess with them ever!

Oh yeah if you noticed I added a music player on top of the blog, I just add some of my favourite songs on the list, I could add little more to it but Ill probably do it later. I hope you guys had fun listening while reading my rants around here. Ill be back with another interesting post soon ^_^

Frontal Lobe

1st of all, sorry for not posting for so long. I have been busy with work stuff and practically had no time to write eventho I had tonnes of stories to tell you guys. Well lets get back to the story that I want to tell you today. Its a little bit informative so it might be a little boring since its my 1st time having to write blog about something so scientific.

A few days ago, I had a good talk with my good friend overseas. Her name is Wani, and she's happen to be a nurse in one of a hospital overseas. So while we are getting back to the usual stuffs, she did bring up a story about 1 of her patients who had his frontal lobe removed because of car accidents involving a truck and motorcycle. The victim happened to have a sharp poll of glass pierced to his head, damaging his frontal lobe in the accident. The accident overall was worst and most of the injuries that he receive would be on his head and because it was so critical at that time, the doctors decided to have his frontal lobe to be remove to at least prevents more "pendarahan" that could potentially happen to the other parts of the brain. If you don't know which part of frontal lobe then maybe this will help.

Wani also stated that during her intensive care treatment of the guy after his post-surgery, the guy happened to experience EXCESSIVE FEAR towards inanimate objects. He would sometimes shivering and screaming out of nowhere and not to mention his body would be dripped in sweat in anytime of the day. That is well of course took a few nurse to stabilize him until they tranquilize him to sleep. Even with that, during his sleep, he is said to experience nightmares every night to the point that he had to be moved to a more isolated room in the hospital, since hes basically "meracau" in his sleep,

At first when I heard about the story, I was quite surprised that there are still people that are able to survive without the whole frontal lobe. If you ask me a few days ago, about what if a person lost 30% of his front-part brain, I would say the victim would probably be dead. Well in any case, I found stuff like this to be very intriguing and because of that I get extremely curious about whats going on and like how it feels to be frontal lobeless. And there I was after 20 mins knowing about the news, finding myself in a site full of medical terms that's just mind boggling for a 0% knowledge-about-medic-stuffs guy like me. I find it funny tho that I'm able to hammer down all these weird medic stuffs into my head and progress through the journals 1 by 1 like I was reading a comic strip. Hahahaha. I'm quite surprise myself actually. Its just curiosity that droves me into researching,

And so I dug into the internet a little deeper about frontal lobeless patients.. It goes from reading multiple journals about pre-surgery patients to post-surgery patients on how they react after getting their frontal lobe removed.

In my research, I found that people getting their frontal lobes removed has a lot more profound impact on both mental and physical functions. It would come in whole slew of symptoms from motor-skill impairment to nervous system issues but the side effects that I and almost every single researching doctor was concern for today would all be psychological. Removal of frontal lobes significantly impacts the victims ability to process certain types of stimuli specifically FEAR stimuli!

Let me give you some backstory, In a good old 1950s, psychiatrist often thought the best way to cure problems with the brain, were to cut pieces out! Feeling depressed? Welp! lets cut that out! Overly aggresive? Meh~ that chunk probably wasn't important.

As such, there are extremely well-documented studies of patients without frontal lobes and whats fascinating about them is what happen to their FEAR response. Patients without frontal lobe became uninhibited because they NO LONGER have a FEAR response. Which means that what I heard from Wani telling me that her patients experiencing EXCESSIVE FEAR is basically impossible.

Knowing that on the line, I dug in more deeper on the medical world only to discover a story about 1 of the most famous accidental lobotomy in the history, Phineas Gage who literally had an iron rod pierced through his head, completely destroying his left frontal lobe. One of the most striking differences between pre-poll Phineas and post-poll Phineas was his sense of inhibition and by then I mean post-pole Phineas had NONE! He had no sense of caution, no sense of fear or self-consciousness. He was described to be impulsive to the point of being rude and vulgar in public.

No fear, no anxiety, no social pressure anywhere! Not to mention, a frontal lobe injuries also tempers with concentration, attention-span as well as imagination. Surely when I heard from Wani that her frontal lobeless patients kept experiencing fear must had something to do with imagination. A frontal lobe control a lot of mental processing abilities. From planning, judgement, language, problem solving, memories and of course IMAGINATION in this case DREAMS. Rigorous studies had been done on the imagination and dream states on lobotomized patients. While patients without frontal lobe can have dreams, but 1 thing they can't have is NIGHTMARES.

Patients missing a frontal lobe carry their lack of fear and inhibition, straight into their dreams. I mean geez, why not? It does make sense. If the mind isn't registering fear consciously, there's no reason to process it sub-conciously in a dream.

Studies shows that lobotomized patients can dream about idealistic scenarios. Money, Fame, Praises, but they can't dream about nightmares like monsters under the bed, which adds to my point that it is scientifically impossible for him to have that!

In fact, going back to the dark days of psychiatry, some patients that experience constant repeating nightmares actually have their frontal lobe INTENTIONALLY removed to stop those dreams from happening. There are also 1 famous case about a patients who experiences recurring dreams being chase by ferocious animals. After the patient receive the lobotomy in 1953, yes! He still have the dream but would instead describe it as being a nice dream, with some nice animals. His visions in the dream were no longer threatening. The animals were happy, he was happy and he no longer had to perceive any of the fear he once had prior to the surgery. So scientifically speaking, what Wani's patient experience is literally impossible.

Well I guess that was it. It does made me wonder about that patient and how he's able to still experience that. Maybe he had another injuries or maybe his frontal lobe was not completely removed. Well whoever he is, Wani, I hope he's okay and all the best for your patient, that is if you read my blog. Yeah, I did the whole research myself, don't be surprised hahaha. This is just plain me in my curious state.

So yeah guys, I guess thats all for today, do let me know if you love or hate this kind of posts. If you hate it, ill probably stop haha :3 Also, ill try to write more when I had the time, I promised ^_^