Mr. Austin, ever since last night, I fancy you no more!

Ever since we moved the old TV into our hotel room bedroom, Irfan has been getting extra hyper at night. He would jump and jump on the bed until his father wail the siren that sounds very much like our cheap security alarm, and only then he would go find comfort on his mattress while making muka sekupang.

Last night I wanted to put him to bed earlier, before his father gets in. After almost half an hour of coaxing, I managed to make him lie down beside me, and we watched TV quietly for a while. After the show ended, the WWF show came on air. This little menace apa lagi,started jumping up and down on the bed again, and before I knew it, he gave me a smack down, Stone Cold style all the way! Hadoiiiii! It was very, extremely, indescribably painful! Luckily I've got flesh on my body to take the blow, if I'm all skeleton, tak kah patah rusuk aku dibuatnya?!

So for now, I guess TV would be banned in the bedroom, at least until this boy doze of to the lala-land. Haih!