This morning 145am, a strong shake woke me up from my sleep. Annoyed, (My sisters understand the level of my annoyed-ness if i was disturbed from my sleep), sit-up on bed pissed off, until i regained consciousness, realised it was earthquake.
Looking at the objects dancing like they came alive, me:
Doubting - Should I grabbed hold of my wallet, passport & bear bear biscuit. (Just in case i get hungry in the disaster center), Should I be hiding under the table...?!
Went back to sleep. ZzzzzZzz
My bed was shaking like the freaking scene in The Exorcist, but it somehow cradled me back to my dreamland.
I stayed in the 10th floor and near the ocean, every week, at least once or twice i could feel quake. I certainly realised that was the most serious quake i ever experience but i thought it was no big deal. Not until this morning when I went to class, everyone was talking about it.
A recorded magnitude 6.7!!!! I went =o
I should have stayed awake to feel the moment.. :(
More news here
*Kim Ean was worried that I was hit by my own radio once she heard the news this morning, problem is, I don't have a radio... duh!*