The ROFL Post.

Haha. This is weird. To think that I'd say this. I miss Zahir while he isn't around. And its not like we spend most of our time eating ice creams together while staring into each others' eyes so brotherly & lovingly. We shut our doors and dwell into our own businesses once we got back from our killing routines everyday.

But now that the little guy isn't here, off to some Masjid camp with his classmates. I feel a little lonely. See, he's been talking about the camp thinggy for the past few days according to my mom when I phoned her just now and I DIDN'T KNOW. Just to demonstrate how close we are in our daily dealings. And Mak also told me that that lazy bum even get up early to WASH HIS OWN CLOTHES.

OK, the above is purposely left blank to give ways to my 'rolling on the floor laughing' moment. And I'll leave it to your sick creativity to visualize the graphic content.

The lazy bum barely washed his berak properly. And he get up early to wash, rinse and dry his clothes. We should really conduct a Kenduri Pulut Kuning. lol.

*rolling on the floor laughing again*

Saya Tipu.

Current position: Exaggeratedly in pain due to a dislocated shoulder. Manage to rip off a whole week's MC when I managed to convince the Doc. that I need more than just 2 days worth of MC. Well, if anyone's at fault, its the Doc. for buying my story so naively.

Escapes daily house chores and in the process transferred the burden to Zahir. Points at the arm support aid band whenever pointed to any potential chore. And look at Zahir with a ridiculously exaggerated puppy eyes. lol.

So that's it, am enjoying a 10 days holiday. Super sizing my ass from a mere XXL to the abundance of Free Size.

Uh, what achievement.

"Adik Nak Biar Dia Kering Dulu.."

Zahir had his first few couple of days as a secondary schooler. In short, the beginning of his journey that will define pretty much what kind of adult we'd see in the future. And he hadnt been eating well. I overlook his breakfasts, have no idea about his lunch, and he had Maggi, and canned soup for dinners.

On top of that, I fumed at him crazy a couple of days ago, for letting Todd J (accidentally) poop inside the kitchen, and to top it off, his answer was "Adik nak biar dia kering dulu.." when I asked him why didn't he wipe the shit off the kitchen's floor. That answer sure got me parachuted 50 fuckin thousand feet in the air because I was working and his school starts off somewhere 1 O'clock, in the PM mind you. Yea, the poop was indeed dried off when I start to smother the kain buruk with it. I wiped the poop clean off the floor. And some other things I thought I did was to throw a mop, a piece of used cloth and not tantrums. No other unnecessary stuffs, as far as I can remember.

"Adik lupa" will be his affirmative answers to questions directed to him regarding the chores, dishes and all that. Of course all the things are doable. But for God's sake, hes thirteen, having been thirteen myself, I know that boys that age have direct tunnels from this, to another end of both side of their ears. And its a toll-free 2-way freeway lanes. Its not like they purposely do what they do. They just do it. Its just them. Its just that they're spaced out 99.9% of the time. And another 0.01% used to plan what to play and how to play them later. Its not their fault, its encrypted in their genes, boys that age.

I dont have to be damn cynical towards his monotonous answer. I just have to remind him time and time again and again. Thats all. That is ALL.

I realize that I've been too hard on him. And I realize too, that I dont want him to hate me, God, he ate alone, lock his room, reading comics I guess, right after video games sessions at nights. And its been like 3 days of school and I havent even asked him a gesture as simple as "Hows school ?"

Harga Sebuah Kedewasaan.

Hello Ladies.. and OK, lets cut to the chase and leave out any unnecessary preambles, shall we ?

We registered Zahir Dewasa a.k.a Chew-It* to his first ever secondary school yesterday. Of course, its his first, hes barely 13 yet, fuckers. So he's officially a secondary school laddie. Selamat bersekolah adik, and this is a whole new frontier, one that holds certain uncertainties. One that can be cruel at times but more importantly, one that you can smile upon its memories another 10 years to come.

I hope you'd walk its ground with your head held high and your chest strutted, no matter how dark the coming nights may seem. I hope you'll regard yourself with sky-high an esteem, despite what people'll tell you and what they want you to believe.

And of course, you will, having faced the knives ever since you were but in an infant. Such tenacity that'll raised 2 middle fingers to any one disapproval.

(Wargh kargh kargh. I'll shed some lights to this, another time, another occassions.) *

Co'et Menduduki UPSR Hari Ini

Zahir head to his battle today. Lucks, Adik & Godspeed. We luv ya.