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Its been endless minutes, hours and days since everything was back to normal. Ignorant and attitude that really sucks big time. No one have imagine things to be turning around this way. I said so, 'cause some are just too weak to handle the truth, or even maybe the lie itself.

Pressured so much, until nothing was beyond the hold of something. Trapping people's feelings have never been a nice one for ages. Its for good we have battles and fights. Its just another session of exchanging opposite thoughts and comments. We do try to prevent it from happen. But 'till when you want to keep inside? Our body are not able to handle that much. We have our own mind controlling everything. And we use our Brain to decide what's right and what's not. But some lack this capability. Its either they don't practice enough, or they are simply dumb fuck. Get everything you need in this promise called Life, 'cause its all about decisions and some sympathy for others. Stop making promises if you can't control Life itself, 'cause too much promises may end up being hassle for you.

We tend to go for a hunt where we know the outcome might not be that necessary. Yes, the grass might be greener on the other side. But what's wrong with making full use of the grass on your side? Opportunity come and go. But we never know when exactly it comes and go. Do take full advantage of what we had earlier, and never use anything we never get later. Its all about time now. Some may win, others might make some great lost. I made some win and many lost. I guess that's how life roll about.

I'll never go find something that have been missing. Neither will I replace it. If it come back to where it should belong, then that is the thing we called Promise.

I never know when could all these end for once. Every time the hate just grow so much. Understanding more just make me lose more control over what I've should have been gaining. Everything seems to feel so wrong, and nothing else could have been a better one for me. But, I will never raise the flag and say that I've lose it all. I'm still holding to what people practice most of the time; Trust. Just don't make me change everything.

Showing off your guts never meant a single reason for me to be fear of you. Nevertheless, it makes me more interested in landing some justice onto you. In another word, you're just nothing rather than another Romeo in the making. Jealousy never plays a part in this. But its more of a reluctant act and disagreements. You could wonder a thousand years about what you going to do about this and other things. For me, I just need you to trigger everything and for instance, the changes shall take place. You might have created everything with your bare hands, but you forgot to use a little instrument called the Brain. This is what you might called a Gentleman's Game, but you playing it like my little brother playing with his toy truck.

Since you got tons of guts, why don't you share some with me and show what you made of? I'm not asking you for a fight. But I rather want to know whether that balls of yours are worth the courage you're showing. Come forward and speak to me. I'll be ready for any surprise that will be coming out of your mouth.

Opened mouth, closed eyes. You speak a wonder, but none meant a single thing. & I'm not impressed.

With sands in the throat, I took these days with saying out, "It's another beautiful day". Opportunities flying around, with endless encouragement to catch one of it. It's never been so impressive than ever; But I will still stay and wonder as much. 'Cause I'll never stop dreaming.

Impressive, addictive as ever. Who ever told our needs could be so deadly? Keeping up with the fast pace of conversations, taking every risk just to hold to a promise called Life. Every turn at every corner, behold of something or someone you endured or embraced with. Something where taking chances means creating abundant of choices to play around with. Choose the right one, and the track will lead you. Choose the wrong one, and decide what's next for you. I'll say we keep trying passionately and with beliefs. 'Cause till now, no one knows the exact power of dreaming.

With a little tinge of red all over me. I've becoming more thoughtful as ever. Not to praise oneself, but the oppositions will never agree with the ideas I've came out with. The opposite; It has a reason of its own. Lies, cheats and everything that goes well with it. I paid the price for everything that I've done. Now, its time for everything to turn around. Its never easy, but difficulty is just another level. People just have to be a bit more aware of what's happening and to have better brains. Then will only realisations comes along. Don't forget about regret. It always comes in a package.

& if I do, I'll skip the regret part. 'Cause some are just too heartless.

I'm about nothing now. At times, some other things will never seems that important anymore. I'll leave it behind, though its bitter enough to forget things that have been priorities to you once. Its better to be living with the girl next door, rather than going on a hunt for nothing good.

I'm about nothing. Its all about the Yusof Ishaks now.

I'm pacing myself up to keep track with the time. Sorry for that. It took most of the time I supposed to have. Pardon me.

Been working too much I guess, recently. Now I start to feel and see the aftermath of overworking my body. I need to start my old habit of sleeping at 8pm and waking up at 7am to watch Channel NewsAsia while having fake breakfast. Now, that's what I called life. But, have to throw it all away. Nowadays, I will be busy handling guest at 8pm. And at 7am, I will be busy trying to catch up with sleep. Maybe because of the lesser hours I get to sleep, I've been catching these weird sickness. Its not more about the sickness, but its about how often I got sick just in this month itself. Last 3 weeks, caught myself in the most painful era ever - the attack of the wisdom tooth. Thanks to Mom, will be going for an operation to take out that stupid wisdom tooth of mine this coming Wednesday. So much of a wisdom. Pfft.

Then, caught myself in a four-days, on and off fever. Actually I don't really mind getting sick. But I do mind and worry so much of the changes my body are showing off. Maybe these are just symptoms before serving the National Service. Yeah, laugh all you want.

Yes, I've changed yet again. Something was so strong, it could send waves right down my spine. Took quite a time to pick everything else up again. And yeah, people don't end relationship with a fight. Instead, I took the whole thing in my hands, and turn it around again. Managed to swallow the utterly disgusting ego of mine, and we managed to calm ourself down and talk about it. And, tada! We're good as new now. But its true when people say, once hurt, the scar remains? I guess that's true, but I can hide that scar somewhere save though. No worries. =) What's important now? The 8 years we built and shall carry on building. No one will stop it. And nothing.

That's all my fellow readers. And Dad's coming out of the prison soon. I can't wait for the changes he will bring back to the house. =)

I had entirely changed the way to look at this. Never will I say I regret halfway, but nothing could have embrace this moments. And all these while, I thought things could have been different for the better. Now look at this. I'm singing my way through, while you've been hiding to hide it all the way. Where were you then?

The passion about it says so much, painting a picture will always tell a thousand word by then.

Friends. The definition of it is endless. Yes. Treasure it. 8 years is a big deal. All these happened was just a test. Surviving is the key to it. Hope you doing well at the other end, 'cause the crash was a lesson learnt. Its not about picking things up again. Its more about staying together for the wall we built long time ago. & I'm not giving this up anymore, never.

We start this over and over again. 'Cause there is never an end to you.

I really love you, friend. =)

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