I think I'm senile.

Okay... that's it kids. I think I'm turning senile.

I was bloghopping and being the kaypo me, I decided to visit the blogger's Friendster account. Then... I decided to snoop arpund the person's friends list so there I was clicking around... Next thing, I was on this girl's Friendster account. And somehow, I thought she looked familiar. So I was skimming through the testimonials including one left by her older brother. So, again, being the kaypo me... I clicked on his name... which was A(censored). So I was looking at his picture and stuff. Hmm... it didn't dawn upon me yet.

So I continued checking out some of her other friends and happen to look at one friend's photo gallery when I suddenly realized that that girl was in fact, my cousin. Yes, my dear ol' cousin. And I checked A's friendster again, and yes, suddenly I see the pieces of puzzle fit in into a nice perfect picture. He is, in fact, my cousin! And it took me soooo long to realize it. Like, seriously, what kind of a cousin am I? I don't even recognize my own kin.

Oh and my cousin's friends keep mentioning her name in her testimonials. No wonder the name sounds familiar. Errm....

Well, whatever kids. I think I'm turning senile.

Oh... And I actually think that A was Shahrin. The dancer guy who used to be from JI. Haha. Oh well, no surprise there. Cos my cousin was in fact kind of gay back then. I mean, he's not exactly gay. He's got a girlfriend and stuff, but... Okay... there was this one time we had a family outing at some bungalow at Paris Ris Park or something. And one of my aunts brought along her husband's nephew and niece. Then one night, we had some kind of games for the kids. One of the games we played was fixing jigsaw puzzles. The group who could complete the jigsaw puzzle the fastest would win the game. So we played in teams, and my aunt's nephew and niece, A, some cousins and I were in a team. So naturally the older ones in the group would do most of the work. A happens to be one of the older ones after me and maybe another cousin. Actually I can't really remember... but okay that's not important. What's important was that my aunt's nephew and niece called him "Kakak"!!! Which was so goddamn funny at that time. They were like totally clueless and kept cheering the kakak on! Hehehe. Okay, I dunno why I'm even telling this story. Like I said, I'm turning senile. Senile grannies like to blabber.