Saturday, November 22, 2008
Cikgu Naser: After i feel you guys have mastered the basics well enough, you'll be tested. In other words, there will be examinations and you, of course have to work hard for it. If you excel, you will then receive the white belt.
Aisyah: But Cikgu, my dad said in silat, there are no belts. Only Pendekars. Pendekar Satu, Pendekar Dua and Pendekar Tiga. Pendekar Satu being the best, of course.
Cikgu Naser: Well, of course. That was in the good old days. But now, we have the belt system. What Pendekar was your father?
Aisyah: He said he Pendekar Kosong.
Cikgu Naser: *laughs. Bapak borek, anak rintik ya?
okay. when i said he was Pendekar Kosong, i was really serious and really meant it.
so the last sentence he said can only mean two things.
its either he meant i would take after my old man and excel in this art
OR
im full of nonsense and make no sense when i talk.
just like my dad.
hpmm.
cause when i went to ask around i
i found out
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PENDEKAR KOSONG.
roarrr.
THANKS UH DAD.
sigh.
i
hoooneeeestlllyy
siiiiiiiinnnnncereeeeeeeeeely
deeeeeeeeeeeeeespeeerrraaatellllyyyyy
hope he does not think im a big joke.
cause for once
i want to be treated seriously.
and sadly
that does not happen very often.
in fact, when was the last time
someone took me seriously?
tsk. don't bother recalling Aisyah.
cause it might just take a while.
i miss my sister.
GDGDBABYBABY ❤, Saturday, November 22, 2008.
