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Reflections part 1

Isn't it usual, when a group of of people become friends, when the time comes for them to walk their own path, at least they wanted to spend their time together, celebrating the friendship bonded between them.

I'm talking about the exams...

Yes, I was really looking forward to spend my time together with my friends, after the hard work we'd been studying together, and along the process we played, joked and went on our usual ways which makes each one of us special and easily remembered.

I planned a lot of things even before the exam ended.

Watching movies, work our own way to the endings of a few video games, 'TV episodes' marathon, futsal, dota, and most importantly, eat eat eat together.

Nonetheless, everything depends on god's will...

After the exams, I missed the trip to Port Dickson. That was a hard blow.

I couldn't go there because my uncles and aunts are going to Mekah for pilgrimage. What can I do, since family is more important than friends...

Everything went awry from there on. I had to leave a day after they came from PD. And some of them are leaving earlier, and I'm not going to attend the Corroboree.

I don't have much time left...

To cut things short :

* Kay, his FarCry game has yet to reach its end.
* Then, the Prison Break marathon with Zahin, only went as far as the fifth episode.
* Botbot, I wanted to copy a piece of your humongous anime collection, but time was too restricting.
* Syami, what happened to our Sakaki Makio? We haven't yet known whether he will graduate or not.
* Acis and Frendy, sorry we couldn't nuclear bomb everyone in Civilization 4 game as we arranged earlier.
* Although it's kinda rare to see the likes of Epul nowadays, we haven't yet sat side by side watching a WWE pay-per-view and guess who'll win the heavyweight championship.
* Heck, I even downloaded a lot (and I mean it) of horror movies to watch with Radhzlan, but where is he when I need him?
* Syed, sorry for I forgotten to burn the Virtua Tennis 3 cd and I even left u wondering how the heck I could download a movie without using torrent.
* I also had something very cool to show to Atif, but yet he left so early I didn't even notice it.
* Az, I thought of bringing my gamepad and show my skills in a football match in Winning Eleven.

My god....there were waaaayy too many misses...

I wouldn't want this to happen, but, I still had a chance for futsal with some (although I really hoped that everyone would come) of the regulars. It's fun, and this probably will be one of the few important things that I would remember for a long time. Then I received a gift from a friend, and some o' the boys accompanied me getting off from Ridzuan. I was really glad for that. To be the very least, I won't feel that lonely.

It's not easy to handle disappointments. Especially when one comes after another. It's like falling from a stairs, where you will receive one hit on each step. In the end, you will feel pain all over your body.

And, now I understand why people always say that...time is precious.

Jump

When you are walking, then you came by a gap in front of you

What would you do?

Jump across, of course.

But.......
Sometimes you have to turn around
Because,
If you jump,
You may not stop walking and lose your way back....

Additionally Less

There are times in my life that I could sense that something is declining, especially in numbers.

Take this analogy for example :

If we have only 10 balls, but for a full-length tennis tournament to run properly, we probably need more than that, let's say 500 balls at the very least.

So....what should we do?

Buy a hefty lots and lots and lots of tennis balls!!! And then pool it together, so it will reach the minimum number required.

Let's say, you don't know how much balls you bought, and you only want 500 balls in the basket so you can save the rest for later games.

In the basket, there are only 10 balls. If you add one more tennis ball into the basket, the total will be 11. When you add another, it will become 12 and so on. And as you are adding the balls, you're counting one by one.

At the end of the day, when you're confident that you've put in 490 balls, you count it back to make sure that the total is 500.

But, when counted, it seemed to be that the total is not 500 as needed.

Why is that?
Isn't it perplexing?

Maybe you lost count when you're adding the balls.
Or maybe you're adding 500 more balls instead of 490.
When recounting, perhaps you missed one or two.
Or even some balls may not fall into the basket as you're putting them in.

Probably it's just a weakness of us humans.

When we're adding something one by one, as they total up to a large amount, we tend to miss some of them out from our limited sight.

Then, the numbers decline unnoticed, until it is already too late for everything to revert back to normal.

Yea...until it's too late for everything

Do you know?

Being a blogger is tough.

Yeah...a blogger like me, I would say.

Because a blogger are ALWAYS expected to put on something fresh and new everytime he is writing up a new blog post. EVERY SINGLE TIME...!

I don't really know how to emphasize this but, this sort of high expectations will make the blogger really sick, and disgusted.

I mean, sick and disgusted of his own posts, becausehe will realize that the posts are already written by other bloggers.

And probably he would feel sick and disgusted of himself too, for being such a dork since he couldn't come up with any new ideas.

Then, he will feel very sick and disgusted about his own blog, and later, will become the victim of unfathomable hatred towards this whole blogging concept.

Being a blogger is such a hassle. Isn't it? Would you think the same way as I am?

NOT!!!!

You're just a friggin reader. Not more than that. So stop complaining.

ps : but i never said to stop commenting

See..?

One evening, while I was sitting on a bench, a boy walked past me and said :

"Hey bro, I hate your face...it's like a chocolate chip cookie smashed up by a mallet..."

He smirked, waiting to see my angry face, wanting to have a taste of a quick victory.

I stared at him. A cold, silent stare.

"Aha!" I said. Then I rummaged for something in my left pocket.

"What....you want to call your mummy? Huh?" Grinning wider, and evil too.

I pulled that thing out, slowly, and I put it on my face.

"How do you like it now...huh?" I said, putting on myself a low grin.

He rushed away, seemed to be strung out badly.

Actually,
I put on a Darth Vader mask, while mimicking the famous quote :

" You underestimate the power of the Dark Side! "

I won.

Proggers

Aha!

It seemed to be that I had myself a 2nd reader, and bonus bonus bonus.......!!!! A 2nd comment too!!!!

All of this achieved in only under 3 months!!! What more can I say??? Congrats my dear blog, you are growing well!! I'm proud of yah!!!

My goodness dang ding dong I'm so happy I wish I could put the picture when I was smiling while I'm brushing my teeth right down there!!!!!

See........ even I wrote the word 'progress' incorrectly....
And try counting how many '!'s inside this post !!!!!

Yeay!!!!