(a secret : when i was in matriculation,i was influenced by science courses seniors to play skateboards every weekends' midnight, and out of all the place, i would say, block b, clinics and stairs to library are the best!and stairs dkat khadijah's college gak lpstu kena kejar dgn mak guard,it wasnt my idea,abg2 senior tu hati kering.huhu.)
.please to be informed that above writings has nothing to do with the title mentioned.
if im about to talk about this topic,i need more than one post to explain about these two opposite nature of people,idealist and realist(rationalist is not a synonym for realist).
i biasly perceived myself as an idealist,as during my childhood,i chose skateboard over football,eventhough no one play skateboard in my neighbourhood (beloved pusat bandar puchong), i myself insist my parent to buy one every year for my birthday's gifts( from form 1 untill form 5).yes,so 5 skateboards.(tapi tinggal satu je,lain m.i.a).
im an idealist when i hate ordinary kids doing ordinary things,it's boring and lame.
so i do different thing,skateboard.
i travel here and there,i spent lavishly on skateboard things,magazines,cds & etc.my counsin once called me a poser,my friends laughed at me everytime i pass by their house to go skateboarding.it was hard to find the right place at my neighbourhood,usual place would be the bus station(depan smkpbp),tasik(recreational area with 2 basket courts),shoplots depan giant bandar puteri(by now all the shops are fully occupied) and basketball court wawasan 1.
sometimes i got fed up,playing alone, without a proper place to play, so sometimes i just play basketball or football rather than go for skating,thats when my situation from being an idealist switch to being a realist.but im not a realist.so i keep skating,
thats the pre-intro
p/s : one of my favourites , andrew reynolds with sam's town (the killers).
have you ever meet someone and within seconds you say, 'you look familiar , have we meet before or something', and later, it continues with unnecessary long 'question and answer' session.sometimes you might get lucky that you really have seen/meet them before, otherwise you don't, at the end, you have to stop the conversation or start with a new one, both ways, it would be awkward.am i right?:-)
it's something common and happens everyday,why would i bother much about it?simple as it should be, it amuses me much and i noticed how simple things can mean something meaningful out of it.it's nothing extraordinary but it implies one thing, we are not the only one who living in this world, there is always someone else, stranger!.you call them by that name at the moment, but later, you might call them with something else.friends?uncle?by name?or etc.whatever it is, let the time decides.btw,i cant say much about how the 'let the time decides' works exactly but i do have stories to make it clearer.:-)
at the moment, im still in my intership period with this audit firm which have numbers of clients located around klang valley and selangor.so far, ive been assigned job to 5 clients including client i currently auditing.the first one in sunway,which require me to drive straight from home and honestly, it was so tiring and costly(the claims didnt help much though) and hitz.fm gotcha call was my buddy every morning.nothing much about the first job as it was the worst job ive ever assigned.second one is interesting.located in the heart of kl,jalan raja chulan.i drove to bandar tasik selatan,took star lrt to hang tuah, and monorail to raja chulan.and walked quite a distance to the office.so how do the journeys relate to the story?
as i parked at the bandar tasik selatan(bts) car park,there will always be 4 indian guy there, one would take my money and give me the ticket, another one would return the balance(if any) and the remaining two 'cool' dudes(they were so damn nice to me) would be at large car park assisting the customers to park their car and as i was one of them, they assisted me for the first few days.nothing much about it but guess what, on the next day, the 4 dudes already recognized my car very well eventhough they were 150++ other customers everyday in that car park, but still, they knew me by the second day.sometimes, when i get off the car, one of them would shouted at me in nice way 'abang,apa khabar',and yup,they cheered my morning.:p.
i'm an observant(as agreed by imran to not call ourselves stalker but an observant.hehe),which also means im not in ignorance most of the time upon things or people around us, so by observing the way they noticed me, my heart started to noticing them as well.;)
hey friends, i might dont recognized them that much,but for some reasons, i do believe if i meet them one day in random shopping mall,at random streets, i would say, i've met this indian guys somewhere,they look so familiar,but where and when?.i could spend hours thinking about it.strangers?they are.but yet so close to me.;-)
to be continued
p/s : car park's dudes are cool huh?wait for star lrt's buddies and ladies.and the monorail's professionals.;-)
