Chapter 247 - Red and Large

Yeah.. My shift covered from either Wednesday or Thursday until Saturday. SATURDAY??!! but hey, isn't that my most favorite day? Damn right it is!! That's why I am so demoralized when learnt about my shift change. It has been 2 months now, and I am still adapting. Even when you guys said that I have the Sundays, but it is not the same. Especially when I have a "commitment". Hehe.. Pendek cerita dah ada bini, well soon-to-be-bini.. She's working on normal government business hours. 8 to 5, Monday to Friday. She hates going out on Sunday because it'll wear her down to work on Monday. And I hate to make her going to work tired, but we do need our time together. So, there'll be a time for compromise and tolerate. Sometimes, we'll just cut down our date till noon, some will be spent at home with either her or my family, and some just lazing around at home on our own accord.

Compromise and tolerate. To be in a relationship, these two are important. Nobody is perfect and each person has a different side of their story. As being observed, it is easier to accept others imperfection than to accept yours. Knowing that, it is harder for wanting to perfect yourself than to perfect your partner. It is a recipe for disaster. Ego is a damn huge wall to overcome. It is rather typical as we had slowly build it up from our early age. It lies back to the root of 'not wanting to look bad and wrong'. When the wall is to high, you are unable to look at these 2 dudes; compromise and tolerate on the other side of the wall. Then you'll be left as just a good-looking guy, IF you are good looking.. No more charm and gentleman. That is the most reason of fall-out.

I'm not saying that I am that guy. Well, maybe a little bit of it. Actually, we all are. But to have that realization, I am fortunate. I'm not perfect either, but I'll try to achieve near-perfect. "I just want her to be happy" is not a cliche. It is a real thing. "I scratch your back, and you'll scratch mine" or "What I give, I get back" should come naturally and not forcefully or planned. Stop focusing on what we should get by giving, instead just sincerely give. Expectation leads to either doom or more expectations. Love yourself and you shall be loved.

Not bad for my first love advice, but where's the red and large font story?

Later. Haha..

Chapter 246 - Night and Kday

How about a story of RED and large font?

Working in a shift doesn't sucks much. 3 days of cuti in a week.. sometimes 4.. no take home task or homework.. free food on night shift.. free selected beverages.. everything sounds like great, but down the road, there'll be time where i will feel like this job is killing me inside. I hate when my Saturdays are taken away from me. I am very much down-to-my core loves Saturday. This was driven by the fact that i was in a boarding school for 2 years in Melaka. Here's the story..

Once a month, dapat balik rumah; jumpa family and occasionally big dinner on saturday night. Splendid meal compared to the one served in our cafetaria. Sblm sembahyang jumaat, aku akan tumpang GG balik ke KL dengan kereta evo wannabe ayahnya along with tiket utk bermusafir. Elok je kami tiba depan flat sri langkawi, imam masjid jalan pahang pon bagi salam.. every single time.. that showed how consistent dan lajunya bapak GG bawak kereta tu. I could not be happy enough sbb jimat hari jumaat aku, padahal kawan asrama aku tengah terkial2 tahan teksi sapu depan skolah untuk ke pekan dan amik bas balik ke kampung.. Setengah hari utk wind-up and tell the tale of bad and good from school to mom Then there is Saturday. It is the best sensation knowing you have a day to yourself. Maybe it is similar to a day off from a long sentenced jail time. Exaggerate? Maybe. Hey.. Cartoons on Saturday morning are also the best. Beast War? Cmon, sape x teruja tngok binatang jadi transformer? Never missed the best and favorite dish cooked by the best cook in the world: emak. Lazing around the house and hanging out with kawan2 skolah lama.. Catching up and lots of laugh. Then come Sunday. The dreaded day.

Knowing that the next time I woke up in the morning, I'll be in my bunk and rustles of dorm -mates bersiap2 nk pegi surau utk subuh berjemaah filling my ears. But that not the worst. The worst would be 5 pm on that day, where I'll bid farewell to my family. The journey from KL to Melaka gave a terrible feeling compared to the one I took 2 days earlier, eventhough the view, landscape, trees and RnR are the same, it was wicked. And that's why I hate Sunday. When you hate a thing so much, u tend to emphasize things. Even a smallest thing. Like for example, how I noticed that Sunday morning lebih cepat terik dari hari2 lain, and so I came into conclusion that Sunday is a damn hot day. I still think that way till now. TAPI, bila sama terik pagi Sabtu, I'll see thing differently and relate it to something nice.. Gotta love em'. I'm a Saturday guy definitely.

Haih.. lamanya mukadimah.. aku sambung next post la. haha..