Riding the waves and getting sick

Woke up super early to send the little boy to Tekong. It was painfully cold in the bus at past 6am. I cast a spell on an asshole who refuse to come to terms with his fugly face and fuck-ier attitude. Matrips should be cramped in a cage and torched alive. Watch their (FAKE) blonde scalp sizzle and bubble makes quite a pleasant day for me. Im sick in the head, so bite me. He flinched a little when i blew my fairy dust at him, and dat was dat. Poor mite, shudnt have pissed me off.

The boat ride was superbly disgusting but the view was kinda nice. Lotsa white sandy reclaimed land. I held in my breakfast and refuse to de-gut myself. I imagined Tekong to be foresty with depressing green buildings smelling of urine and gun powder but boy was i duped. We were greeted by a chalet resort. Sunny coloured buildings, palm trees and other pretty sights surprised me. But i cud sense that these assuring sights didnt do much to deflat Ahtip's and all the other boys' nervous-ness. He was jumpy and babbling like a retard in the boat but its quite awesome for him to bump into his classmates and friends, I could almost hear the relieved sigh in him. Good on yer mate.

We separated from the Enlistees as we make our way around the island on a tour conducted by a dude in green. It was a hot day and I got bored. We saw a swimming pool, gym, games room, clean toilet(gasp!! no pontianak?!), more palm trees and other boring stuff. BUT when we got back to the Hall to witness the Oath taking ceremony, i was stunned. The chatty "boys" that we left merely 30mins ago were like freaking robots. They sat rigid with their fists clenched on their laps. Not even one turned to look at us as we walked past them. Ahtip was grinning a little, cant help himself, but he was a rigid R2D2 alright. I wasnt totally pleased with it but was impressed anyways. My aunt, ahtip's mum, mumbled sadly "To think, 18yrs and i cudnt get him to sit still when all the Army took was 30mins". Me and Zul(Ahtip's bestie came too, such a good fren) thought it was funny.

When it was time to bid them farewell, I had to hug him. Ive known him all his life and most of mine. Hes a brother regardless of what the hell anyone says. (FAST FACT:Ive got three crazy-ass brothers and a baby sister) I cant help but get teary-eyed when we went right and he went left. I wont see him for the next two weeks and its kinda weird. I hope his crazy-ass doesnt get him into any trouble and i pray that his unique personality doesnt get him misunderstood (which happens alot). My aunt is quite satisfied to know that Ahtip's got friends there and he wont be too homesick.

We made our way back to the boat and i cant help but turn around and came eye-to-eye with Childhood. She stared at me. In her I saw flashes of me and Ahtip cycling and running at top speed, I smelled the many zoo outings we spent when we could barely see over the high fences, i heared the peels of laughter we shared when we did sumting silly and I smiled at the memories of scolding we got (from both mothers) for always breaking sumting or learning a new bad word. At that precise moment, i let go. I released the soft hands of Childhood and watched her skip away. Bitter sweet but refreshing.


Work sucked like a bloody vacuum today! ArrrrrggGhhhhHH!