Memories Revisited

Disclaimer : Do not be mislead by the previous post. The author of this blog is not hot or anywhere near good-looking. Just because some MwDSP with bad taste stared at him doesnt mean he's OK in the looks department. In fact, he's an ugly mofo. He's broke every month coz he spends his cash on changing his mirror every single day. It always crack when he looks at himself in the mirror.

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Just got back from Ipoh.

Traffic was terrible. Kinta City was terrible. The weather was terrible. Crowd was terrible. In fact, I dont remember what wasnt...

The only reason I went back was to attend my friend's wedding. We were friends since Primary school (Standard 1). We even share the same birthday. Well dood, you probably wont be reading this but, I wish you good luck and have a happy married life. You'll need it. *lololol* (in other words, he got his passport revoked, visa denied and now needs to apply a temporary pass everytime he wants to go out with the rest of the blokes)

My 2nd reason to go back was to meet up with her. I knew she was going back. If she wasnt, I'd would still have my lazy ass in the bed or in front of the computer instead of goin back to Ipoh for the wedding. (meh..what kind of friend I am huh?) Anyway on Saturday night, we meet up at a new mamak stall just behind Y2K (for non-Ipoh plp, Y2K's probably the most happening place in Ipoh. But the sad fact is that it's only the size of 2 shops...). Anyway, we chatted for hours there. It made me miss those times we had together. We meet up again on Sunday morning, supposedly for breakfast...but well...a slight change of plans when she came over to my house.

Anyway, meeting up with her made me think of lot. I drove back home with my thoughts and heart flooded with uncertainty and emotions.

Confused at the choices both of us made.

Regrets of the paths we took.

Her question to me, "Why did I stop her from changing job and going to another state" keep ringing and replaying in my head. What does she meant by that? Was I supposed to stop her from going away? Could I have stopped her from pursuing her career and instead selfishly ask her to stay just because of me? No, that's not the question. I think the more appropriate question to ask myself is...

Would I have the heart ask her to stay?

..... (this is when I stopped typing and re-read the blog, ponder, search my feelings and continue typing again 30mins later)

Writing this entry just gave me the answer.

No...