Dck Dak Dck Dak

If you are wondering what the title means, it means that my heart is pumping so hard till you can hear the beat.

Why is it pumping so hard? It is because I'm alone downstairs and it is 3 a.m. in the morning. Half an hour ago, gusty winds arrived and caused some unpleasant events. At this time i am processing yesterdays (Friday) photos from Fashion On 1 and as well as chattin' to JM. The store room door suddenly shut which gave me a level 1 shock. So happen just few hours ago I was having a conversation with my parents and my younger brother about all this paranormal stuff. So when the kitchen folding door began shaking, those things went through my mind. While I was trying to brave myself and keep my mind off those negative stuff, the blardy door opened then closed. That scared the crap outta me till I ran upstairs as fast as i could like an Olympic Sprinter.

The moment i stepped onto the 1st floor, my elder brother opened his room door so i just told him everything. He began laughing then i was like -.-'''...hahahaha.... he guided me what to do to open and lock the kitchen door tight.

Thankfully everything is ok now. Somehow till now my heart is still pounding hard. Will do another few pics then go to bed. Sigh...........