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I attempted yet another first.

My first fishing trip.

At 1 am this morning, while I was sucked and stucked in the sewers of my revision, my housemates threw me a lifeline. They asked me to go fishing. Well it came as a surprise for me. Imagine someone msn-ing you (yes, my HOUSEMATES msn me. That is what happen when you live in a 2 storey house) late at night, asking you to go fishing.

On normal days, I would rather watch my porn. But somehow at that moment, maybe too much thinking has genetically change my thinking membranes and my brain actually process signals to my body to get prepared for the fishing trip.

So there I was, learning some last minute tips and tutorials on how to do my bait and hooks.

Exactly at 0230 hours, we were on our way to our designated pier where rumour says that small fishes were banned by the Fish Colony, and only big fishes were allowed to stay there. This was good news to me. This means that I can get nothing but big fishes for my virgin fishing trip.

Reached the pier at around 0315 hours, it was basically deserted. Well it should be cause how many bloody idiots would be fishing on a weekday? I am fine with it. I am used to being one.

Walking along the pier, I secluded all my senses to a near state of attaining Nirvana and try to feel where all the big fishes are.

I suddenly feel it, I sense and came to a sweet spot. Like a professional fisherman and a mighty swing of the fishing rod, my hook and anchor flew through the dark sky, penetrating the cold winds and into the vast sea.

"Ooi Cheebye you forgot to put your bait lah", my housemate shouted.

Fuck. I actually forgotten about it. Well its excusable cause I am an amateur. I am a virgin in fishing.

I seriously hate touching all this smelly and disgusting sea creatures and that explains why I almost puke as I had to hook a dead-for-2-years prawn to my hook. I should have bought Twisties instead.

Once done, I did a check again.

No tangles in my fish line.

Bait hooked.

Anchor still there.

All right, time for my first big fish. Come to Papa you Motherfucking fishes.

Again like a seasoned fisherman, excluding the part I forgot about my bait, I cast my line so far that no human eyes can see.

Well no one can. Its 3 am in the morning.

After waiting for like 30 min, I grew sleepy. No fish likes my prawn. The fishes must be all sleeping or so I thought when suddenly I feel this HUGE jerk to my line. I was so nervous. The first fish that fell in love with my prawn.

Now the tough part was reeling it up. The fishing rod bend to a point that I thought it would break. Using all the skills I learnt in cartoons, I turn my fishing rod left, right and center as I carry on reeling in the fish with all my might. Boy! what a strong fish, actually able to be on par with my 20kg pure musckles right arm.

My first fish, no way am I going to let in run away.

I succeeded in catching my first fish =) I am an absolute genius. I am a born fisherman.

My first fish.





Ok, laugh all you want. It may look like ikan bilis, but at least it is still classifed under fishes.

The rest of the night was pathetic. Zero catch. For a moment I was thinking that I was not there to fish fishes, but to feed fishes. I lost so much of my bait.

My skills are not to blame. Its freaking 4am at night, fishes have to sleep as well. I just have to wait till morning when they wake up for breakfast.

Morning came. My second catch is coming soon. I can feel it. The fishes are hungry. They want some McPrawn. I improvised my bait by wrapping my prawn in some fish meat. Now that should look appetising for the fishes. *Grin...

My sixth sense never lets me down. A size 9 fish came saying hello to my McPrawn. I am not sure whether it is edible, but after spending 6 hours at the bloody pier, I am not going home with just an ikan bilis.

I had the fish for dinner. My first meal eating fishes I caught. I am so proud of myself.

Say hello to the fish.

Fishing is fun. I like fishing. I like the sense of accomplishment when you succeed in wheeling one in. The only thing I hate is the scaling and cleaning part. I seriously hate the fishy smell as I digged all the organs out.

And guess what, I even found McPrawn in it.