mercredi 9 juin 2010

Life management



A friend asked me to borrow some money last week. For him, I know directly it must be a ‘no’ because he ruined himself. I know it will be almost impossible for me to get my money back once I lend him that 50€. What a bullshit it was as he even asked me to open another bank account just to transfer that money, to avoid those side charges. I hated him quite so much already before this, but when he suddenly came out of nowhere asking money from me, I hate him even more.


Ok fine, I might sound cruel. But let me introduce you to my friend, Palos (bukan nama sebenar). I knew him back in my UTP days. Well, we entered UTP based on our SPM trial examination result. Being there for 5 months, we (me included) were not serious in our studies. It was like a honeymoon for us, because we set in our mind that we will get good result for the real SPM and then we could wave goodbye to UTP, making our trade overseas. And we did.


Once again I saw Palos in my higher education life, this time at INTEC as I prepared myself to further my studies in France and he’ll be heading to Germany after 2 years. This time around, I took my studies seriously as I know that there won’t be a 3rd chance for me. But him? Again he wasted his precious chance.


And suddenly last week, out of nowhere he sent me a private message on Facebook asking for 50€, telling me that his family abandoned him and he need to postpone his studies. What the fuck, you better go to hell after all what have you done faggot. You deserve this. Rather than giving you 50€, better I give that money to a mosque or an orphanage. Or better I get myself a pair of brand new Replay shoes.


Imagine if he was serious in his studies, he wouldn’t end up like this. He will be living quite comfortably with a 1000€ monthly allowance in Germany.


I think I did the right thing. I don’t trust him anymore, in fact I never trust him. Serves him right, let he get his lesson. That is why we cannot waste our chance, especially our 2nd chances. Because there won’t be a 3rd coming, baby. There might be, but it won’t arrive that easily.


Well, I know actually I don’t deserve to talk like this because I myself nearly wasted my 2nd chance as well. But think again, I was not in the same situation as him, where at least I tried so hard. And I believe his family is not that cruel to abandon him just like that.


That is why my dear Berbatov, every missed chances cost as much as that 30m pounds paid for you. For our real life, make full use of the chances we have, because a second then a third aren’t guaranteed baby. Even if you fail, make sure you have done your best, not simply because you are too busy discovering the liquors, discos and chicks.

3 commentaires:

Mr A a dit…

sabor je la...

AK a dit…

post y best!
walau ko marah2, but still aku faham kenapa ko marah
n ada unsur2 pengajaran di situ..,
bravo!!!

eh, mcm pengkritik entri lak aku skrg ni...

*kawan2, kadang2 kita kene pilih kan...*

victoire a dit…

Mr A : Yelaa bersabar ni.. ;p

Kamal : Aku bukan nak marah atau menyumpah saje2, tapi dia yang pilih jalan susah. Ingat orang sponsor dia belajar sikit2 ke?

Ardik manis.. Mana datang dari ini ardik..?