worries

worries huh??

i bet all of us do have worries,don't you? what do worries bring to you? is it just only the feeling of restless, uneasy or just simply nervous when things went wrong. or maybe, it had turned you up side down, you can't do your work in the proper way, losing your rational, narrow thinking and so forth. so, what did worries mean to you?

i have a friend and worries mean a lot to him. he is a worrier. i knew this guy for quite sometimes and he is an origin of worrier. all i can say of him is, he worries. he seems to be worried for all the time,he never find peace in him, he is unsecured. to him, everything has three angles to look at, the front, the in between and the back. however, he always look at the back of everything. and we asked him, why? he said, the front part of the thing is what we can see. The in between part is something we not sure. But, the back part of the thing, is the scariest part, we never know what is it all about. due to this point of view, he has become a true worrier. Yet he is still a great friend of us.

there is a question in everyone of us after we get along with him for quite sometimes, for me i have forgotten how many times i did ask the same old question, why do you worry? but, i never ask this question for a period of time after the time we say goodbye to each other 2 years back. today, i was sitting alone on the sofa and enjoy a cup of hot Milo,out of sudden, i look at the door of my apartment and had a thought of this worrier. the thought was funny, but it also reflect the impact that this worrier left for us. the three angles of views of things, just like a door.

last time when we were at those children days, we never get worried. we just have the feeling of afraid but not worry. but, this fellow is different. he did get worried at those days, he worried about the homework that haven't completed, the teachers' mood, the coming examination and so on. frankly speaking, we don't care those things at all and think that he is one of his kind, so we seldom mixed around with him. fortunately, or unfortunately, we were in the same secondary school. woouoo...that time, more things for him to worry. i still remember there is once, we approach him and check him out, whether he is still the worrier. in our expectation, he is. and at that moment, he told us the door-concept of looking things. surprisingly, we didn't laugh instead we were sitting down and listen to him.

here the story starts, he said a door has 3 parts. first of all is the surface, this is the part where we can see, so do the problems that we will face, hence the solution is always be there. The second part of the door is the lock, whether the door is locked with its frame, that is the part. thus so does the problem that we are not sure how does the solution is. and the last part,is the back part of a door, we can't see what is behind it, it is beyond expectation and prediction, and so do the things that might happen to us.and here is the angle that he concerned the most. therefore, he get worried all the time.

since then, we never taken things easily. we think of the door when problem strikes. and,sometimes we help him to find solutions to get rid his problems.this is how our relationship is built. it might sounds like a drama, but honestly our life is a series of drama. ups and downs, that we can never expect. so directors, direct your plays well. cut!..well done!, that's all for this scene.

all have been done

yes, all have been done! CA is over. "prison break" season 1 and 2 has completed. what else??

it is kind of weird feeling in me at this particular second of time. it is so indescribable and unidentified kind of feelings. never want to experience this kind of moment. worse still never think about i will be situated in this setting.it is awful.

this is a break to all of us, as usual a week of term break after the continuous assessment. the word 'all' means everyone of my friends are on their holiday back at their lovely hometown, except me and another friend of mine. we are still here, at the hostel. it is dark outside the hostel. only the street lights lighten up the sideline of the road. all the lights are off, but not for the fifth floor's of F5B. Here, the lights are still on, shining out into the darkness of the block.

we have the wheels, but we have the chain either. locked, and no place to travel. weird isn't it? And we are really bored. only day and night make the distinct differences, and the rest are retained unchanged. our gadgets are our best companions now, fully dependent on them. The rest, we never bordered. we have forgotten how many meals we had skipped, how many bottles of plain water filled up our empty stomach. it's no more to be our concern.

now, i'm listening to the grand orchestra from the sky. the thunder is performing it's best to entertain us. along, with the lightning, it is striking throughout the sky just like the fireworks. How tremendous they are, how beautiful it is.

arhh..., that's enough. these are reflecting how miserable am i.

Ok..i'm just finished my 1st CA 3 days ago. needless to ask how's my doing. i, myself also pretty not sure regarding my scoring. but, wasn't satisfied with my performance. arrh...let's skipped that part either. Just away from the floor of execution. that's good enough.

tomorrow will be the start of weekdays, so I'm really looking forward for the best to come.haha...cheow...