sun mechanic mechanic sunflower

last night i finished work at 8pm and although i could scoot along home and park my butt in front of the idiot box i went dutifully to Biskut on Hanover St and proceeded to wait until he finished work. which was at 10.45pm. i missed another update on BB but it doesn't matter, i'll catch up today anyways coz it's eviction night.

we walked halfway and because it was a beautiful day we felt like walking the whole 10km (at least that's how far i see it). nevertheless i only had a manky old cardie on and the wind was getting colder by the minute where during the day it was a welcoming 'Californian' breeze. it was nice though. when we got home as per usual the pc was quickly switched on since Biskut plays poker online as regularly as he breathes, and i asked him to look up some ghost stories after we read the latest news in Malaysia about these three boys and a cousin of theirs getting lost in the woods.

apparently they saw a beautiful lane in the middle of the walk, with sweet smells and scents and a woman beckoning them to 'follow the (sort of) yellow brick road'. don't think it was dorothy from Oz though. anyway they were missing for 3days i think? and in true Malaysian fashion we didn't only send in paratroopers and helicopters and sniffer dogs, we also sent in a powerful shaman, a Tok Batin who had excellent connections with the mystic realm. he said in actuality the path the boys took wasn't beautiful but in fact a muddy, murky old road. and Biskut starts getting goosebumps all over. (so cute! scaredy cat.) he found them by means of looking down on the path for footprints (not the human kind) and also cigarette smoke. how cool is that? all the latest technology like infra-red or heat detectors couldn't even do what simple cigarette smoke can. who says smoking is bad? (cheeky cheeky!)

anyway, back to the point. while googling for cerita hantu we came across several sites with various types of ghosts that they've encountered. the usual scenarios or hang outs in Malaysia would be old school toilets, Chinese burial grounds, and old houses. i found this one lady writing about a story she heard on the radio. she wrote with flair, and it was almost like talking to her face to face. in the end her ghost story had a funny end so i kept on reading all her other entries in her blog. very entertaining.

one of her posts was about childhood songs. a lot of them are very familiar, and sometimes we sing it to this day. it's funny how you can remember all these songs from childhood and sing them today like you're still a kid. littlesis taught me the one i've used in the title. and i play the game that comes with it with Biskut whenever i want to bug him so bad. ha ha!

sun mechanic, mechanic, sunflower
in the law, in the law
cha cha cha, chi chi chi
cha cha cha, chi chi chi
one: two: 3
(and on three you have to wrestle his thumb and pin it, whoever manages to do so wins the bloody game).