.:a sUdDeN sLiP:.

      I dont know whether this term even exist in our already-limited vocab of malay languange, but this is what my dad always called me everytime I made a clumsy mistake

from my point of view, the term can be defined as "a severe form of clumsiness"..you know, when the mistake we did could jeopardize our life, like , say , crossing the road without even turning our head left and right..

but according to my dad’s definition, this term would imply to "any clumsiness made by me"..I thought that was rather a limited scope, but then again, he is the one who introduced me with this term, so perhaps his definition is rather accurate..

however, in my defense, I would deny it everytime he (or any of my siblings, duh, u know, they followed it by example) called me Kasar Langgar. When I clumsily bang my feet to the cupboard, and screaming in agony, he would pointed out the term. Of course, I thought it was rather a proportional-relative matter. U see, I think my sis did bang the cupboard quite a few times also, it just that, when she did it, my dad couldnt relate her to "that term". But whenever it is me, I am a Kasar Langgar

so you see, in my defense, I try to blacked out that memories, and everytime something bad happened out of my clumsiness, I took the easy way out, thinking that it could happened to any of us..

hmm..lets see…am I that clumsy?? I’ll have a quick mind check

I enumerated here my clumsiness for the last 2 month:-

1.Less than 4 weeks ago, I accidentally sat on my PDA after my practical hour, causing a severe injury to the LCD touch screen. ..could happen to anybody

2. Last Monday, my shoe teared off, as I stand behind the automatic door in the bus,and it tear my shoe apart in that quick-slicing-sword-like movement…well, not my fault..the bus is packed with people and I have no choice

3. Yesterday, I went all the way up to the dean office to pay up for my hostel fees, just to find out that I actually left my wallet on the table…but then again, who never left a wallet right?

4. This morning, after I took my shower, I walked up to my bed, and accidentally stepped on my iPod Nano, crushing the LCD screen….well, its must be…wait! why is this sounds so familiar??? Damn!!! its almost the same as (1)

shit!!! I’m a total KASAR LANGGAR

guess my dad was right after all……

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