excuse the long hiatus, i have been meaning to update, but life caught up on me. haha, does that sound like i finally have one ? great, because i do, and work has been piling up like a huge beanstalk.
a few days back, i was in melbourne for easter break. a road trip i decided to go on with a few friends. lesson number one, road trips are meant to be adventurous, the pack that you decided to go with can either make the road trip as fun as ever, or it could turn the other way. quite honestly, mine was sort of in between. wasn't the best ever, well, it was close to being the worst, but i'm not a sulker. i choose to see it differently, in a sense that, that trip, was filled with hikmahs (lessons), things i saw in people whom i thought i knew, but didn't.
will i do it again ? yes. but not with the same crowd, definitely. its so easy for one person's own problem to become your own. though you never intended to, and that, is my biggest concern for the coming sports conference. i choose to be with fay and amoi a lot more, because brisbane was the ultimate best holiday i've ever been on. and i intend to have the same time with them during winter. no dramas, no insecurities shit, no bloody emotional wreck case.
do i sound bitter already? yes. well im sorry, but i promise you this will go away soon. i wrote it down so i could remember that i got through this phase. and that i learned such a thing at quite a young age, ahem. i consider myself young, 23 is not that old eh?
im thankful, to have the best friend, my mom, my dad behind me. i learned that sometimes in the toughest courses in life, you seek advice from the ones that has been there. and for me, that would have to be my mom. as busy as she gets, she always finds time for me, in between meetings, and sometimes in meetings herself, she'd make sure i'm pulled together, that i'm firm, and that i'm confident that there is nothing wrong with being who i am.
notice that the title of this post is, 'the concept,'. well i intended to write something totally off this issue, regarding an assignment im both frustrated and interested on. but i guess having two stories in one posting just doesn't fit my way, so i'll get back to the real thing the next time i catch a breather.
until then, zyra, move on.
and move on, we shall.
wassalam
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