M: Where is this ship heading?
Y: I don’t know.
M: Maybe we should just wait and see where it’s going.
Y: Maybe we should go back to the harbour and recheck the precise location.
M: Is it possible? We are so far from the shore.
Y: It’s impossible. I don’t even know which direction we should go. Do you?
M: I don’t know either. I miss the smell of the beach and the buzzing crowd. I miss the shore.
(Long pause)
Maybe I shouldn’t ask you this.
Y: Maybe. But maybe not.
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First and foremost, “Thanks” to Jane/Ika for tagging me! (notice the apostrophes) … Hehehe. Ok here you go my, se7en deadly reasons!
Se7en Reasons of Why You Would Not Want Me as Your Boyfriend
1st reason: I watch Oprah and National Geographic Channel, not ESPN.
Don’t expect me to go cheer at the mamak stall at the wee hours for FIFA or EPL etc, etc. I don’t play soccer. I don’t even know how to play. And I don’t even bother to learn. Don’t blame me, blame the genes.
I’d rather spend hours watching Oprah or Supernatural or Lost or GossipGirl (Yes.) or other soap dramas on the TV. People say it’s abnormal, but I call it paranormal! It feels good to be different than the others.
I’m an alien.
2nd reason: I love, I talk, I smell Politics.
I Love Mahathir
I prefer Obama. *kick Hilary’s ass.
3rd reason: I don’t know if I love you.
After 3 failed relationships, I found out that I tend to make wrong decision and judgments about others. I came to a conclusion that true Love waits and Love often come when you’re less aware of it.
4th reason: I’m always broke.
With RM100-RM150 per week, I afford not to pick up the tab for another person. Seriously. I don’t know where on earth the money went to, but one thing for sure is, I’m a cheapskate. That’s a confession, fella.
5th reason: I often hurt the person I love the most.
Crystal clear ain’t it? No further explanation needed.
6th reason: I blog.
I won’t tell my problem to just anybody. My blog is my true Love. She hears and she responds. My staunch friend since a year ago, responsible in many chaos but still stand still for me! My blog is the only window to the heart of mine!
7th reason: I’m a proud mommy’s boy.
That’s the ultimate reason I guess. Hahaha.
Sometimes, we often torture ourselves by searching things or people or memories that may go missing right before our naked eyes. We dawdled ourselves back to the route we’ve taken, the memories we had to search for something. Something we just don’t know the exact thing or feeling but deep inside we knew that it no longer visible on our radar or completely went missing. We lost it.
Sometimes, we decided to let things or people lost from our sight. No matter what the reasons are, losing, sometimes is the best way to forget, to get over, to restart, to renew, and contemplate ourselves.
Sometimes, no matter we search for it in every nook and cranny, we just can’t find it anymore. It’s like the lost things just disappear into the thin air. Abracadabra. Just like that.
Sometimes, after the period of losing, we’d finally appreciate things or person better. We found it.
Sometimes, we prefer to be in search of something. To keep on brazenly wandering, mystified and finding the way out might be duck soup. Sometimes we just Love it that way.
Lost and Found. Tweedledum and Tweedledee. Sometimes I choose to be a Tweedledum. But sometimes being a Tweedledee feels a cut above.
It is ridiculous, but it is not a taradiddle. It’s not.
