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Past Forward, Puke!

I literally felt like I was ditching my past. Moving on does involve a lot of letting go. For last few days, I was moving room. As far as I could remember, I had dwelled in all of the bedrooms in this house and now that I’m the only one who is still living with my parents, I have freedom to decide which room to be mine, well, the options exclude my parent’s, of course.

So, the process of moving on involved getting rid of approx. 10 years of archives. Actually, I could barely remember when did I start to live in that old bedroom, but I do remember painting the wall several times, from white to green to yellow to peach and yellow and peach.

Mak always said I’m so ‘makngot’ when it comes to sorting out old stuffs. Truth is, I’m quite a sentimental kind of person though it’s hard to admit. Haha… well… usually, I got no problem throwing away my useless/worn out/damaged things… but when it comes to gifts/photos/letters (anything with significant past)… I don’t do it very well… I feel a need to examine and reminisce each and every single of material before deciding to keep/throw them. And I ended up throwing a lot of stuffs. Haha..

Owh btw… I postponed my ticket to 11th July. Suka suka saja!

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Jadi, memandangkan tiket telah dilewatkan, saya dan keluarga telah pergi memancing di laut. Tidaklah saya sangka… laut sungguh bergelombang memandangkan angin barat sedang bertiup (menurut pemandu bot).

Pada mulanya, sewaktu bot sedang meluncur laju dan melambung-lambung di permukaan air, saya tidak mengalami sebarang masalah… namun apabila bot tersebut berhenti untuk kami memulakan proses pemancingan, saya pun telah mengepalai pasukan muntah…hahaa… minta maaf semua! Sebenarnya, kami semua telah melakukan kesilapan besar kerana makan dengan hebatnya sebelum menaiki bot.

Jadi pengajaranya di sini… pertama, elakkan makan sebelum menaiki bot untuk memancing, kedua, bawa-bawalah ambil tahu keadaan laut sebelum terlebih semangat untuk memancing.

Haish, dah tunda tiket… masih rasa takmau balik….

Hingga bertemu lagi di lain rancangan… tataa…!
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