red pill or blue

I’m not usually one for Hindustan movies. Typically I find them too dramatic, too colourful, too shiny, too far-fetched. But if you haven’t watched “3 Idiots”, you really should. And the circumstances in the movie particularly strikes a note with me. In case you didn’t know, it’s about students in a prestigious engineering college in India, the Asian hafal mentality, family pressures and expectations. It’s like it’s the same everywhere.

“10 years from now, will you think : taxi was at the gate, plane ticket was in my hand, why didn’t I take the plane?”

Or in my case, it might be the opposite.

. . .

Nah. I've fixed my mind on the future. I have the ticket. This is not the time to throw it all away on something you're not even intending to work on. Sometimes last minute rush plans work but for the most part, jangan tergopoh² buat pape.

Anyway, next week is a whirlwind of crazy. Pot de départ, dependaison, rendez-vous at the banks, getting my overdued DUT, rémise de dîplome. CRAZY, no time to breathe, i can't believe next week's the last week.

Have even programmed the rest of October in Malaysia. Balik on the 6th, Ayu bertunang on the 10th.

Eh, korang nak gi Bangkok tak? Jom ar.....the week of Oct 11th!! Crash at Beb's place. jom ar mkn tomyam and get Thai massages and shop baju keje :)

Barely time at home and even less untuk mencari keje.....seriously, what the hell are you gonna do, babe?

As I’m filling in my profiles on LinkedIn and sume yg berkaitan, there’s always a champ for website and I think….should I put my blog in, it’s less emo now? Then I re-read and….shit, surtout pas. Maybe I should create a more emo-less blog. Like with observations and interesting things. And not relationship merepekness and whining.

As always, mane nak carik mase?

Nak seribu daya taknak seribu dalih. Kata² org tua selalunye mmg betol.