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Mamat : Hoi, mana kau hilang ? Blog kau tak berupdate pun. Lama aku tak masuk blog kau. Masuk masuk dok benda sama lagi. Bende ah!!

Jin : Hoi balik. Bukan kau sorang lama tak masuk blog aku. Aku pun lagi lama tak masuk.

Well folks, here I am. Tergaru garu kepala dan bontot mencari ilham untuk kelentong dan loyar buruk for this posting. It's been a month now as a forty year old. Much still remains the same, same amount of hair falling each day, same amount of farts, same ole me. Except, I do feel old. Especially when it comes to climbing staircases or lifting stuffs. Oh and the brains..damn, at this age they just don't work the same no more.

Confirm aku dah tua. Sebab nya ?

I can still remember my first say in school. Standard one in Primary school that is. The teacher was Cikgu Lattif. We were asked gather around him, sitting on the floor, and he stood tall in front of us, babbling stuffs like, kalau nak kencing bagi tau, kantin kat mana and all. I was in front, directly beneath him, inches away from his feet. Tak tau apa pasal, but I thought it was a good idea, if I undo his shoe laces and that was exactly what I did. The details were a little blurry but I can still remember him asking exactly the same question as you might be asking now . " Kenapa kamu tarik tali kasut saya ?"...ahaksss

But when people asked me, what I did had for breakfast this morning, or kalau orang tanya, semalam pukul berapa balik rumah, dahi kena berkerut seribu nak cuba ingat. Hampeh.

Ingat tak pepatah tangan kanan memberi, tangan kiri tak tau ? That happened to me this afternoon. I craved for nasi lemak bungkus and kuih badak, with pulut panggang makcik depan kedai mamak, seksyen 4, so I headed there, and spent RM6 to bungkus balik those stuffs.

Sampai rumah, bila nak bukak grill, nampak plastik sampah yang lupa nak buang masa keluar rumah earlier. So tangan kiri bawak plastik sampah, tangan kanan bawak plastik nasi ngan kuih. Jalan to the tempat sampah, buang then masuk rumah.

Dah tukar baju, rasa nak makan, cari plastik nasik tak der. Pergi dapur tak der, tengok kat tepi pintu, cantik jer, plastik sampah... Ceh..aku pergi buang nasi bungkus, aku bawak balik plastik sampah... Idiot.

See ya next week folks.