I'm All About Life

Life can be a bitch sometimes. Yeah, sometimes. But not all the times though. I felt it becomes bitcher than it already is when I have to deal with my parents. Believe it or now, I am not complaining here, but I am simply airing my unsatisfaction towards some of their complaints against me. Err..can that be considered as complaining, or possibly whining as well?

Ahhhh...maybe this won't be included in my entry this time. Maybe next time!

Anyway, how many times does your friend ask you, "Hey dude, pour out to me!". I mean, how many friends who know you, realizing that you are in some sort of problems and actually come and offer you an ear to listen to whatever problems which trouble you life. Hey, I am not asking anyone to rescue me. But, for some who know me well enough, they come to me without me ever ask them. Thank you and thank you very much. Your warm gesture is very much welcome.

Life can be simply misunderstood sometimes. It is misunderstood because we are not asking the right question. Or maybe because we are so confused with so many things going on in our life. I use to tell my friend to step back for a moment. Try to see the whole thing as a third person. I do that sometimes. It works. But at some other time, it just doesn't work anymore. The technique looses its magic.

This time, we need outsider to come and show us the right thing. And this outsider is maybe, the person who has been in front of your eyes for the longest time but you never realize he/she is there until that moment comes.

NB : Thanks Rozie for keeping me a company at Taman Melawati's, savouring cendol and rojak. Sorry for my improper dressing that day.