Before SPM - 4

Dear bloggie,

CNY is just around the corner. It's often that at this time of the year, you will bum into old friends or classmates shopping for CNY. I recently saw an old classmate of mine from High School last Saturday. I was shopping for CNY clothes with my other two disciple monks when I saw Forajman aka Charlie.

Ok, to comprehend and appreciate why this dude is nicknamed Forajman, one has to transcend time and get to know Charlie... So I think I will start this tale with...

11 years ago,

There was a dude name Charlie that was one of citizens of the High School Klang rejects, the legendary 5N class. Charlie LOVED books. Anywhere you see him, you will most likely see him holding a book close to his chest... Some speculate he was a fetish for books, while other say he's the product of the "Read 1,000 over you will remember it, If can't reread it another 1,000" teaching. I however choose to believe that hidden within the pages of these book are porn pictures. Either that or picture of book without their covers.

Often (+80% times), the only chat topic you can and will end up having with Charlie is "Study" topic. Suffice to say he tend to be ignored (sometimes bullied) even by the reject community of 5N including me. Believe me when I said I tried to be nice to him but having hear him talk every f*ckin day on "Study" topic is just plain f*ckin annoying. I however draw the line at bully cause Charlie is in the heavy weight class, equal or greater to Acapan body size. A clothesline from him and I can end up at the hospital for a week. However as they often say "Giant people are often soft" (Not sure if this applies to Acapan though), hence he is often the victim of pranks from the community of 5N. The funniest prank I remembered was when TC went and caress his beard. I recall Charlie actually getting upset almost like angry but TC being the nutcase daredevil he is, continues to caress his beard.

Moving back to how Charlie earned his nick, it happened in a typical "Sains Pertanian" class. Our class teacher was going on and on about the types of feed for animals. After a god damn grandmother story on these feeds, the teacher gave a short time out and asked if anyone had any question. Most of us, being the slackers and rejects we were had none. Charlie however shot up his hand and asked one. I wasn't paying any attention to his question but I thought I heard the word "Faraj" in his question. I thought I had misheard but when the teacher said "Bukan Faraj, Foraj"... The whole class broke into laughter. Ok, a simple explanation for those that not "Sains Pertanian", Foraj is a Malay word for artificially grown grass feed for cows. Dun ask me why it's call Foraj which sounds like Faraj coz I ain't the nutcase that created this word. So it seems, Charlie mistaken the pronunciation of Foraj with Faraj and even asked the teacher a question on it (If you dunno wtf is a Faraj then go google it). Hence since then, we fondly nicknamed him Forajman for this feat...

Traveling back to the present minus 2 days, I saw Forajman at Jusco Bukit Raja shopping for a new clothes. He didn't really recognize me since my face aged so drastically already and not to mention my balding spot. Since I wanted to avoid another useless conversation on "How are you now? What are you working as? Married?" or worst "Study" topic, I didn't greet him. Suke and Spelly however being the more holy than thou monk went to greet him but Forajman went into the fitting room so they didn't get to greet him.

I wonder what kind of atmosphere would transpired had I greeted him with "Hey Forajman, how's ur Faraj, Ergh... I mean Foraj doing nowdays...?" Would we both be laughing at that silly moment in the past? Would I have an pissed off and angry giant infront of me? Would I be ignored? If only I was as senile as I was 11 years ago to find out...