Ops. Pos ini tidak berkaitan dengan hal - hal wanita yang kita lelaki perlu ambil tahu itu. Tidak. Pos ini menceritakan betapa aku memerlukan someone to talk to. Someone who understood. Or maybe just someone warmth enough to be close at.
Dinner DIBA. A'ah. Dah sampai masanya untuk dinner tersebut. Dinner ini tidak se-awesome yang aku sangkakan. Oh, I do expect great things from it. Some of it were achieved. Most of it were underachieved. For example, many of my classmate who said "Kami unite, anda?" pada satu masa dahulu [oh yes, I do remember things after it long gone.] tidak menghadirkan diri. That's one of the not-awesome-dinner. Well, nak sebut satu - satu tentangnya bukanlah satu benda yang perlu aku lakukan. Tapi, overall-nya kami sebagai budak semester akhir tidak berpuas hati dengan apa yang berlaku. Namun, personally for me. They [top management] has done all their could with all their might to make a right thing. But it just didn't fit. And one of my kami-unite-anda-bagaimana friends tried so hard to cover them, I think that is the worst of all. He prefer backing up someone who they just know from the organization they was once in than friends who were there through thick and thin. Ouch. Kami pun hentam la beramai - ramai. Mana la tak wujudnya hypertension stage 3. Hahahahahahahaha. Okay enough of the not-awesome-dinner or should I say not-even-near-good-enough-dinner.
Okay, but still there is something that I can proud of at that dinner. And it seems that, all good things comes for those who waits. I did wait, and it did turn out to be pretty well. And so, moving on.
When I look in the mirror, I see someone who can easily pretend as if nothing happen, who really have a really really great life going instead of someone who bears a great weight in his shoulder. But tonight, instead of bursting it all out to anything that did not live, I took a mature decision. I called my dad. And it's true, after I think 87th ways to solve a problem of how to calm my mind, it did clears up all the cloud I build inside my head. Even with a short call, checking up how's my dad is doing in hundreds kilometer away from here. Just like that. Poof. It's not gone, the clouds still there but it shows a way somehow. It build a confidence that somehow I can get pass through this.
p.s:
Somehow I get an IOI [Indication of Interest] from you from the first minute, and in the next you shut off the door completely. Is this how you play the game? If it is, I got to say. I don't play nice. Usually I cheat. I'm a cheaters who doesn't get caught.
