a week has passed..
well, it is monday morning. didn't really that a week has passed just like that. today ah thong and i have to shift block from damai to abadi 1. first timers to sg. buloh will automatically be thrown to abadi 1. 2nd timers and so on will go to cekal while ppl who commits other crimes beside drug offence will be placed in abadi 2 and for those who has committed serious drug offence such as 39b after their kimia report arrived will be placed in berkat and for those ppl who has already after finish remanding will be staying in ehsan. next, damai is a block to quarantine the ppl after they came back from court for 7 days before they enter back to their own block. lastly, tawakal is the block for ppl who commits offence in the prison itself. offence such as drug dealings, drug usings, fighting etc...
i was kinda lucky, while i was waiting to shift block, i saw ah keat (the guy who looks like me) lining up waiting to shift back to his own block too. he invited me to go to his room sinced he is also staying in abadi 1. so ah keat organized with the ppl who incharge there to place me in his room while ah thong in room 75 becuz there is also a vietnamese stayin in tat room. i settled down in room no 74. having 2 room mates who is ah keat and another is a 50 years old uncle name kc. the room in abadi 1 is so big difference compared to damai due to the cleanliness.
at first, it was quite hard for me to adapt to the living style due to the reason.. yea, i'm lazy. i dunno how to do house chores such as washing clothes and dishes. plus, cleanin the toilet. but i stil have to do becuz these are the basics tat has to be done by a new comer. on the next day, a myanmar guy name nyi, 47 years old came back from court. he is a damn hardworking guy. he helps and teaches me alot in doing the chores.
apart from doing the chores, i need to learn how to see, feel and analyse a person in a short period of time by just lookin at their faces and by listenin to their words. the reason is becuz ppl in prison are mostly not simple. u dunno when are they real or fake, wat are their intentions and definately it's hard for u to understand them due to the twists and turns in their words and actions. for example, sometimes they are just so sweet and caring by giving u medicine for ur flu but they can also fuck u up nicely just immediately straight after passing u the medicine. which means their mood and feelings can be changed in just a few seconds. by puttin myself in their shoes, i feel more comfy. i said to myself, they are weird and stress is cuz they are lost. they has been in the prison for years, how pityful and so, it is normal for them to be unreasonable sometimes.
after stayin for about a few weeks in here, i think loads such as earning 1 million in a short period of time, getting married, plannin on where to go for holidays, my grandmother, my family and friends etc. due to the amount of "jalans" here, earning 1 million is just as easy as abc but definately u have to be ready for the risk and the consequences tat u might be facing. thinkin too much will caused insanity. therefore, we have to relax ourselves by just chit-chattin. we talk about bullshits, stories, jokes, past experiences and more. as time goes by, i feel tat stayin in the prison isn't tat hard neither suffer after all. u can watch television on monday and thursday, library on monday, outdoor activities on tuesday and friday, soccer on big field is available on tuesday, can go for praying on monday, thursday, saturday and sunday to meet ah hock etc. after experiencin myself, i think tat sg. buloh is not as scary as what i thought before. those rumours are just a little too exaggerating. i guess rocketing is the only rumour which is true about sg. buloh which i've heard before. the fact is, sg. buloh is fucking boring.. as for me, the most suffering part was just durin the beginning, i cannot accept the fact tat i have to clean the toilet!!! gross!!
almost a month ever sinced i've been caught. during the month, many incidents had happened, our rooms being check, we were brought to test our urine (thank god my urine was negative). and i've learnt alot which will never gonna have a chance to learn outside such as lighting a cigarettes without a lighter, just with some fire sparks and a tiny cloth is already enough to start up a fire. also, i have learn how to rocket but the problem of rocketing is only about the hygene. adding on, i'm very thankful cuz i've met alot of new friends ere. they are ppl from all around the world and so wat if they all prisoners? they are all mostly good ppl whereas i think the villians are the cops becuz they cheat, lie and steal. i'm also proud of myself cuz i can understand english. by understandin english, i'm capable of communicating with ppl from other countries.
one month has passed without noticed. they are new ppl coming in and they are also old ppl going out. ah thong has been bailed on the 28th july but he must stay in malaysia for a month so tat he could help the police for further investigations. therefore, he is not allow to go back to vietnam for the mean time. but stil, there goes my best fren in prison. well, i'm no more longer a new person. lol, there are a few chinese new comers. one of them is called ah choy, 46 years old, was caught with the amount of 250 boxes of erimin 5. sinced ah thong has left room no 75, ah choy will be his replacement. ah choy and i get along very well, he helps me alot by lendin me his phone card and he thought me alot as well. now, i dun have to wash the toilet anymore becuz there is a new comer in my room. his name is ah chye, a 45 years old man who is addicted to heroin and likes to talks alot about his past. whether his story is true or not, only god knows. haha.. awhile afterthat, wilson, a 40 years old guy from singapore who shifted to my room due to insufficient amount of ppl in his room.
started to know more and more ppl here. the africans, iranis, myanmarians and others. with these contacts, one day when i'm out from here, definately i'm not gonna be who i was before. it might be in the good or in the bad way. i dunno. but as a human being, for sure i have grown up to another stage. for instance, just like a kid to a teenager, a teenager to an adult. these tat i've mentioned are all basing on age wise and wat i meant of growing up another stage is basing on experience wise and the stage of maturity goes higher. i was asleep for a total of 68 days and i had the worst nightmare in my life. now tat i'm awake, i want to conclude the nightmare which lasted me for 68 days, the nightmare is officially over now and it's the beginning of the reality in life fulfilled with dreams and fantasies just like the fairytale story which concludes with love and happiness...
