Chronicles of Aliks: Toska

Chronicles of Aliks: Toska

Aliks inhaled fumes and exhaled. He tapped the cigar he was smoking above a severely full ashtray until its ashes fell onto the miniature mountain of cigar buds. A wine bottle half empty rest at the edge of his little square table, which stood next to the leather lounge chair he was sitting. The fire burned, crackled now and then, and he stared at the fire’s dance. He, for a brief second, admired it. He sat there in his lavish study room for hours, till his eyes could bear the weight no more.

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Blood drips from his small young hands and he stares at it through his teary eyes. His heart feels like it is about to jump out of his rib cage to run for a 400m sprint. 

Aliks startled and awoke from his sleep and from his dream. He looked at the clock hanging at the wall. It was 4.22am. He had just napped for 20 minutes.

A sudden sadness, rage, pain and all the torment he had pent up inside him burst. Aliks took the wine bottle and smashed it into the fire place, making the fire burst and danced even more vigorously. He stood up and kicked the table next to him, pulled and ripped the curtains, he took the decorative axe that hung above the fireplace and smashed the walls, the wooden desk in the room, the shelves and all things that is unluckily within his sight. Aliks then turned to face the huge clerestory window of his mansion. He took a deep breath and threw the axe over with a cry, smashing the glass and triggered the alarm that rang through his huge estate. He smiled in satisfaction as he gasped for air. He then dropped onto the floor, that was adorned with debris from his amok, before breaking into a hysterical laughter.

Aliks laughed and laughed and laughed, till his voice slowly turned moaning and wailing. He was crying.

(I've actually written a few series of the Chronicles of Aliks/Alex but i seemed to have misplaced them and only some (maybe only one) is published in this blog. This lazily written piece was done at about 4am, took me about 20 minutes to write. I'm tired but i can't sleep. This is making me depressed.. :D but after writing, my eyes are now showing signs of allowing me-self to actually sleep. Maybe coz i stare at bright screen in the dark room. Ahaks. *yawn*~~ :D~~ *happy*) could't be bothered to edit. Good night...hopefully.

Hello, long time no see.

Source: http://www.explodingdog.com/aug11/cleaning1.html

Wow, this blog has been totally abandoned.... *vacuums the whole place*..achoo! ~~~ sniff sniff... is there something dead in here? *febreeze* 

Well, a little update since i woke up this morning feeling like wanting to write something. Ahaks.  After battling some depression due to boredom, unemployment, self loathing, sleep deprived, and feeling like this "county" where i live in suck like hell, and nothing to look forward to, i figured i should create a list of things i can aim for, ya know, to look forward to. 

Alex: my life sucks

Aliks: shut up.

Alex: my life sucks...

Aliks: shut up

Nad: Both of you shut the **** up!

(silence)

Aliks: You shut the **** up!

Alex: My life sucks.

(To those who don't understand, these three are my alter egos. I use them to write my stories or to just goof around. Alex: the childish one. Aliks: The grumpy one. (They are twins) Nad: The in-between, sometimes refer to their sister.)

Anyhow, i might as well just present to you my "goals" for the "future" ahead.

1. take scuba diving license

2. travel to China, Japan, NZ,

3. take international English certificate

4. migrate elsewhere..here sucks..

5. join a charity organization

6. oh wait...pass my KISSM ngee...haven't open the damn book yet (this should be number one but nah...)

Well, that is all. Now i have to go run chores...buy things...sigh~~ 

This Sucks~~~

Its been 8 days since my fall and i still can't boogey! This stinks~~ I am bored out of my wits...i can't do anything..can't even throw out the trash! (stares vengefully at Wawa)... But i can walk almost properly without limping that bad, yay me! Can stand quite a long duration, yay me! Am now hungry...eh, wrong list.  I can sit.. :D but can't fold my left leg yet though it's making progress. I have to be in good shape if i want to go to Genting and Terengganu and take my final horse riding lesson.... ngee....

point of this post:

I'M BORED

Bored to the point of depression...chey....sikda la depress gilak.

Lesson 7

Lesson 7
Today, we went to the lunging area. Where it all began... i thought, heck maybe the coach is bored, since he wont be riding with me... and i thought it would be one hell of a boring ride. But before, i was helping out with RDA (Riding for the Disabled Association). Amara and I were helping disable kids to ride. There were three kids at the time, can't remember their names....apologies. But i knew they were autistic and the kid that was assigned to me seemed to have the Down Syndrome...maybe... Anyhow, i had Cannon, a horse...quite a terrifying name for a horse.. :D you'll see why soon enough. So Amara and I helped and the horse was quite stubborn...lazy to be exact. So i had to be Aliks when dealing with Cannon...stress.

The Program is wonderful actually, fully sponsored by the Selangor Turf Club. I love this place more and more... :D I wish i could have stayed longer... anyhow, i continued my lesson. Was riding Cannon since he's all saddled up.

This is where the fun begins~~~

For the record, beginner students learn the trot. Look it up. But my coach says that i progress fast.. a NATURAL RIDER... aku apa gik, kembang hidung la... Lalala.... Hehehe

So, he made me do the canter.... stress... Do anyone know what a canter is? Look it up... its a fast paced movement than the trot. Zainal made me do the canter and i was successful after 2 or 3 steps..not bad :D bangga... then trying for the final time, canter...canter..and at the swerve, the momentum pulled me off the saddle and i slip to my left side... landed on my hand, my left side ass, and then my shoulder.. Whoahh!! The agony! My first thought, "did i land on poop?" Looked around "Nope..." "...Aw..aw..aw...aw..aw..aw..aaw.."

It took me a while to stand coz it hurt sooooooo bad... and when i finally did stand up, i see spots...by now, Amara was at the distance, approaching with Adi but Amara looked a bit weird...and later did i realized she was wet...Miahhagfusgflsbdkjghskdj

Anyhow, i see Amara, black spots and my vision became like tunnel vision. Stress... then felt like there's no gravity.. Obviously, i was about to faint but i put my ass down. And when i tried to walk again, felt like the world is darkening... Thank God for Amara for supporting me.. hehe.. if not, i would have kissed the road.

Anyhow, after bla bla bla bla...back pain....blabla bla....can't walk...ass hurting....yada yada yada yada ..maggie goreng...teh o ais limau..yada yada bla bla car...back UKM...

We went to P.K. Pusat Kesihatan.. Love it there...very efficient.

The door was locked and when Amara asked whether we could just wait inside, the answer was.. "no". Then we thought perhaps the emergency department would open. It is after all, emergency department.... you think it would be ready....but noooooooo...it's not. I don't complain for fun...but this is beyond ridiculous. Even heard that someone had an accident a few years/months back just infront of UKM gate, but it took them 30 mins to respond. I mean, this is not some paperwork you can just postpone. A life is at stake...

So when it was eventually my turn to see the doctor, the doctor managed to say to us that they had only one hour break/lunch time. I'm not clever and all, but i believe there is a system called SHIFTS. Where when one doctor is having a lunch break, the other would tend to the sick...and then take turns... stress. Maybe i don't understand the situation, or whatever, but when you are responsible for one's health, ya know...shouldn't you be good at it?

Since the X-ray guy is on leave (am not surprised), i was referred to the Serdang Hospital....took me 2 hours to get to the doctor and the x-ray done, another hour wait for another consultation. We arrived at 3pm, came back at 7.20pm..about that time. stress... all the while, i had nothing to help with the pain..tahan jak la...

For the record, my ass is fine. My bones are intact (though the doc tells me not to move the area too much..but that's impossible considering that the ass is what keeps you moving), swollen and internal bleeding jah...bruises...nothin serious.....and I'm allergic to the pain killers. Swollen eyes the next day...so no pain killers for me.. T.T. Panadol jah...

No one is to blame for the fall...it's a must for horse riders.. quite the fun actually. :D kidding...i can now enter "fall from horse" into my list of injuries/accidents. Feelin a bit dizzy, maybe time to sleep da...

Thanks Amara, for all the help.. Without you, I will suffer.  And Aine, thanks for the care...hehe...sorry lah jee.. (bukan nya ko baca blog aku, erase jak thank you dedication tok).. Thanks Julian for free McD food, tapauing for me. And thanks to those who care...ilek la...aku okay jah. Aine ya emos..

By the way, Amara Yeoh Jo Ann fell into a huge puddle of water while on the horse. Bhahahah! She was wet all over, and shirt muddied.This is so coincidental...happened on the same day... Ngee... Seriously, even though you (Amara) are hurt as well, you still helped me go through everything, rolling me here and there at the hospital ... I'm almost...almost touched. :D Lets go to kenny rogers, my treat...

Although i was tossed off Cannon (irony), i can't wait to be back on my ass  feet soon for more..more..MORE...MORE!!

Lesson 5 and 6

Lesson 5 + 6
Was the usual, trotting... and more trotting...up down up down...

Rumpelstiltskin

Stress

Lesson #3 & #4

Lesson #3
Well, we continued doing the trot...and i tried the sitting trot and it was damn difficult... :D

Lesson #4
Again, the trot, but this time, Zainal didn't use the Lunge Line. He says i can just go off myself. He took a branch and fashion it into a whip. Then he goes "Okay, go on your own" Stress.. Woody wouldn't trot when i commanded him to...only when i had the whip did it follow me. Horses are afraid of whips i wonder? Anyhoo, we trot, and i get to control Woody, ngee....

Yawn~~ngantok la...