Before I start this blog entry proper, thanks to all those who informed me that my blog was messed up. But not to worry, it has been fixed and I believe it has just been momentarily T1wTiiFiieEDxXx by the previous post on twits.

Now, back to the entry.

Setting: East Loop LRT leaving Sengkang MRT Interchange
Cast: Me, A poor mum, An effing irritating kid a.k.a. EIK (8yr old boy), Trainload of commuters.

(Me sits at the double seat facing EIK and mum.) NOTE: EIK and mum speaks Mandarin.

EIK: (Loud whiny voice)Ma, what you want to do later? You want to cut my hair, go shopping, or go home? Huh? huh? huh? huh?
Mum: (Silently ignores)
EIK: What you wanna do? What what what? (voice gets louder)
Mum: (Gives a silent frown)
EIK: So what you want to do?! You want to cut my hair? But I dont want to go shopping! I dont want to go home also!! (escalates to a scream)

(Entire train stares at EIK, including Me)

Mum: Shhhh.. you see, everyone's staring at you already.. you are so noisy people are unhappy.
EIK: (Shuts up for about 5 seconds, aware of the disapproving stares)
EIK: (breaks into a half-whine/cry) You want me to go jump off a building?
EIK: Huh? huh? You want me to go die? I'll die and let you see.. Do you want me to jump? do you? do you?
EIK: I'll go and die let you see! I'll go jump!
Me: (VERY BIG WTF forms in head.)
Mum: (Refuses to answer)
EIK: (screams)Maaaaa... you want me to jump? So what you want to do? You want to cut my hair, shop or go home?
Mum: Aiya, I'll go cut your hair la.
EIK: I dont want!!! My hair is still so short! I dont want!!
Mum: (sudden raise of voice) Then you dont follow me!
EIK: (makes a helluva noise)

("Kangkar Station")

Mum: Let's go
EIK: I dont want to go! arrrrrrhhhh... (Mum drags EIK by arm off train)

(Me walks ahead, EIK and Mum still at the 2nd storey, taking stairs down.)

EIK: I'll jump let you see! I dont want to go home!
Mum: (screams hysterically) You go jump la! Go jump! Go and die! I dont want you anymore. (still dragging EIK down the stairs)

(Me walks so far ahead he can't hear anything else except for Mum and EIK screaming at each other.)

--- End ---

Wtf man.. The whole time in the train, I was so tempted to use whatever strength I had to bellow at the stupid kid to Shut the F*** Up.. And about death threats, is it because I'm really getting old into the twenties, or have I just missed out on the whole part during childhood or using death threats on your parents. The impression I get is that either the kid watches too many drama serials w/o parental supervision, or the parents lock him up in a cage 20hrs a day, Thus causing his mental state to be screwed and needs self worth evaluation and wheedle any signs of love from the Mum constantly.

As for me, I'd have held him by the collar, and held him over the railings of the station and ask him again, "So do you really want to jump?". Maybe the mum should do that to avoid future such incidents.

I'll have kids next time, and this has really set me thinking: "I better not screw up my role as a dad and guide to my future kids, or bear the consequences for the next 10 to 20 years."

To my future kids: Please please please turn out to be angelic little darlings, fluffy cuddly and all. Thanks.


P.S. An addon to my post. The above last comment was made assuming that I *do* live past forty. If not screw it man, I'll die the moment my kid starts to walk *grin*