I've been without a PC for a week now.
It's amazing.
3 years ago, my whole life revolved around PC gaming.
Not just as a hobby, but it was something I thought I had potential in.
I was addicted to PC gaming.
Until last August I think.
When I felt (for the first time) torn between PC Gaming and playing drums.
Both of which I'd rather not do with my parents around.
The drums are super noisy and PC gaming is a waste of time in their eyes.
I don't blame them.
I could never understand Picasso anyway, but some people see his work as actual pieces of art.
I can't see that.
Don't blame me.
Last year, December, was really cool.
My PC crashed and it took a full month to repair.
It only got back in January.
Instead of getting a job, practicing drums nonstop, or doing nothing at all,
I decided to let all my hobbies go.
I actually took a bus with 2 of my cousins all the way to Taiping, Perak.
And from there, I took ANOTHER bus to Penang with 3 cousins this time.
spent about a week out there and then took a bus all the way back to JB (8am-8pm)
all by myself.
Kinda lame. Most kids go on airplane trips to other countries when they're 6.
But I'm a pampered child, so this was a really liberating experience for me.
I learned to be thrifty when cash was in limited supply.
Learned a lot about how people react to each other.
Learned of human behaviour.
And I learned a lot from my cousins thanks to a bottle of Absolut Vodka that we sneaked into my aunt's house=)
I returned to JB, entertained maternal side of the family for a week, and then headed out to my brother's place in Subang Jaya.
It was really cool to finally have nearly full freedom in KL. As in no parents.
I got a chance to visit one of the first friends I ever made (his blog is on my list, PULSE).
We were standard one when his mom asked me to sit next to him in class because he was too shy.
We didn't even talk the first day.
But later we found a lotta common ground.
Especially in cars, which we were both really into when we were kids.
I lost my interest in cars when I realised that the cars I'd come to love have no future.
Petrol based cars are going to change very radically in the near future.
I didn't like that.
The cars I loved weren't from the 70's or from the future.
They were the cars I read in magazine's at the time.
Pagini Zonda, Corvette Geiger ZR-1, Italdesign Schegeira(dunno if its spelt right).
Those were the cars I thought would be everlasting.
But I now know they will be laid to rest once the petrol price gets too high.
So anyway, I met my old friend, chit chatted, it was deeply fulfilling. Like something you'd say you would never get around to doing, but end up doing it anyway.
I also spent REALLY late nights with my younger cousin and my brother in my aunts house (TOGO the dog's owner). The best moments of 2007 for me were in that house. Even though we did leave a mess behind for my aunt.
When I got back from KL, I was completely different.
I have this habit of running straight to my room and turning on the computer right after a trip.
I didn't even ask if the computer was repaired yet.
Eventually, it did get repaired. It's broken down about 3 times since December.
What's surprising, as I had mentioned, is that it doesn't bother me much.
I think it's because,
I've got a great book about a Navy SEAL team in Afghanistan being ambushed by the Taliban leaving only one survivor. Let me remind you, the Navy SEALs are one of the top ten most elite combat groups in the world. Appropriately, it's titled 'Lone Survivor'. Purely factual, this book is.
Next week is going to be probably the most bitter-sweet weeks ever.
My birthday next week. One year closer to your death. That's how my dad used to define birthdays as. LOLness. He's joking. It's a celebration that you made it through yet another year without dying. That makes more sense.
The birthday would have made me feel on top of the world as it always does.
But sadly, on August the 4th, my neighbor, and closest buddy(quite literally, he lives next door), Daniel Chiew, will be leaving for Ireland to further his studies. I've known him since I was 3 or 4 I think. Every childhood memory that has my house in it, has Daniel in it too. He is no guest to my home. He is family. We both just waltz over to each other's houses anytime we like as we have a gate in between our lands. But lately, he got a rottweiler, so I need to call him up and get him to tie the thing up before I go over.
He is great company, and I have been the luckiest guy on Earth to have him as a friend. More aptly put, I am the luckiest guy to have him as part of the family. We're as close as brothers. Although recently we both only made trips over to check each other's new toy (either a new book, or new game, or new instrument), this death that my PC has brought upon itself has ensured that nothing material comes between us for these last few days we have with each other...
AND
I've got this whole I.U. day to worry about. Which is in less than 12 hours.
I'm just so stressed. I had to write something somewhere.
Good night people.
SSI's I.U. was really good.
No pics.
No vids.
Just the memories.
This is NOT an emo post(for shit's sake).
I just want to write stuff.
Because I'm stress and I'm bored.
And I can't play games with my dead pc!!!
AAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But what was important is that I found a way to break the habit
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