This is a sequel to the post 'does life suck?'

much has happened since that post. I'm not changing the context or correcting any opinions I earlier had, but I'd now like to add to it. Add to it in the sense that sometimes in life, one can be blinded from looking up into the sky at the sun, and not even know it. Or know it, but find it near impossible to do so. Life is chock full of challenges and hurdles, and optimistic people jump over or crawl under them getting through them one way or another with the belief that every obstacle brings about experience and wisdom.

But then, there are sometimes just too many obstacles, or those that just cannot be overcome, and over time we lose morale, nearing the verge of surrender. This is the moment where we feel lowest, and I mean bottom of the barrel low, and we don't even feel like helping ourselves out of that deep hole. We just don't have the energy to do so. This is the feeling I'm talking about.

Sure, anyone can tell you 'hey, pick yourself up, move on, look forward and up and march onwards.' Even then we still find it hard to do so. Prefering to sit in that dark corner pondering with excrutiating depression over those damn obstacles. We all know we should get up off of our ass, shout 'Malaysia Boleh!' and face those damn demons, but somehow or other its harder than it sounds.

Maybe these silver-lineless dark clouds would make us stronger, more mature, when we emerge from it. Maybe. Maybe not. We who sit there in the damp pit don't bother anymore. This is when all the pessimistic phrases we always had behind our mind comes out. Life's a bitch. And this is when we hold onto them and believe them. Even when we know we shouldn't.

Then again, screw it I'm gonna take a hot shower and go to bed too tired to think anyway. Wait for the third part.

I hope this post depresses you.

The Turning Point. The point where one decides to either maintain the adequate, sufficient in resources as well as satisfaction and glory, just SUFFICIENT, bide one's time and wait for that fish to bite on the bait we put out there while waiting so damn patiently, mediocrely passing time, where there may not even be a bite, not even till the bait disintergrates and dilutes into the water of hope.

     Or, get the hell up, pick up those dice and throw them with every molecule of will and strength available, and, watching the dice fall with sheer and absolute anticipation, wondering whether its the right path to tread, the ever waited for number on it, which would then determine the journey from then on, either downhill with the wind gracefully carressing one's face and where the sun is always in front and those dark clouds behind, or a seemingly everlasting walk towards those jagged edges waiting just for you, at the bottom of that inviting ravine.

     No one can say for sure which path would be best, for each path has its share of suitors, either determined they're on the right street, or result of trains of thoughts leading to the unsure decision of a new leaf-turning. We all know we're at the point when we're almost there, seeing the tip of it just over the horizon.

Time to decide.

Have you thrown your dice today?

Saw this on some music video when I was watching TV in Genting.

The day a child finds that adults aren't perfect,

he becomes an adolescent.

The day a child forgives them,

he becomes an adult.

The day a child forgives himself,

he becomes wise.

You might read this and then say to yourself "hmmm very true, and i guess I'm wise then."

At least that was what I did.

But then, I decided to bring out the humility. I took a step back and reassessed. Then I realised that most of the time, my pride wouldnt let me find fault within myself, let alone allow me to forgive them. And, I bet, so goes the same with nine out of ten people, irrelevant of age.

Look at all the so called wise people, the adults, they don't admit their faults even when its so close, right in front of their face, so close that they can smell the friggin thing right there. But nope, they're not wrong. I can name a few damn good examples, but I don't wanna hurt any feelings unnessessarily.

No one's perfect. So to those who think they're wise, step back and reassess. Au Revoir and Gracias. :)

This'll sound slightly strange n corny, but life, is like BLACKJACK. I invented(or at least i would like to believe I did) this idealogy after more than a week of nonstop gambling throughout the chinese new year celebs, visiting house after house, collecting them sweet red packs, then gambling from early afternoon till 4 in the morn, wake up for lunch the next day n go for more "visiting", such was our daily lifestyle for the past week. N, why I said what I said, which was that life was very much like the famous game of BlackJack, was because after playing the game over n over n over, ...n over again, I noticed.

There are times when I go on an extremely frustrating losing streak, which somehow gets worse, along with my mood, as if the cards are purposely kicking me when Im down. Goes the same with winning streaks, which includes the best hands after the great hands followed by the extraordinarily sweet hands, which bring me to the highest pinnacle of moods. N of course it goes without saying, the average no win no lose situations, with occasional good hands n bad ones where I leave with what I started with after more than 12 hours of playing.

I could write another whole paragraph on how the above relates to life, but Id rather you use your own imagination. Plus, Im lazy n I have to study. No use thinking bad thoughts bout me cos i have an Evil Eye to deflect your negative energy. Haha. Bite me.

Think hard. About the people surrounding you at this point in time. About the people you left behind. About the people whom you hope to be surrounded by.

Because although not many feel this way, the outcomes of these questions mould ourselves, be it subconciously or through one might refer to as the best compliment to someone you wanna be like.

Observe yourself. The way you talk, walk, small everyday seemingly unimportant decisions, all come from not who you are, but more likely, who you want to be. 'hey man' 'wazzaaapp' 'fk the world' 'fk it, man', Yup saying things like these might come naturally to you, or so you might like to believe, but you know the truth, you picked it up from someone, someone who said the word, projected an image you consider favourable, and thus made it your own. And 99% of the time, its from someone you admire. And, this is not limited to words.

Look at the friends you left behind. The ones you never contact anymore, while excusing yourself time and time again, "I'm not in the mood, I'll call them another time", "they'll always be there, theres no hurry", "Im tired, I'll take a nap instead". But look at the picture. The hidden one, the one you somehow slipped under your brain's shoe. Are these people no longer your friends because you just simply drifted apart? That each has his/her own friends to mix with now? or because he ain't cool enough to hang with youz? Someone you wouldn't want to be like? And that theres this fear that you might grow to have traits similiar to his? Someone you left behind to prevent yourself from being someone who you wouldn't want to be?

BTW, thats also the reason why F C B F FVR.

And now, let's look at yourself, and the people whom you wish you were surrounded by, or hanging out with coz they is cool. Hairstyles, slangs, clothes, ..the way you smoke.. I think by now anyone should have gotten the drift I was getting at.
If not, well, BITE MOI.
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DOES LIFE SUCK? Sure, many of us would like to think so, and spend lots n lots of time thinking about how much their life sucks ass, about how unfair life is, about where is god n why did he punish us like this and why did he put us on this earth and whats the meaning of life if there is one etc etc and so on and so forth. But after all said and done, u cry, u cry alone. U laugh, and the world laughs with u. A lot of people don't realize how true this saying actually is.. They prefer to sit in their room listening to their Simple Plan cd about how the world doesn't understand them and all that crap. In actual truth, I honestly think that 99 percent of the people who think that their life bites, can actually look up at the sky instead of down at their feet and their life would instantly improve dramatically. As they say, always face the sun, so that you cannot see the shadow. I like to think that once people realize how big life actually is, that we shouldnt get worked up over the small stuff, and actually stick to that mentality, that person would on the spot instantly be a better person. But who knows? The person who knows you best is you yourself, rite?

If you think this is gay, you're gay!