I am not too sure about you guys but I am a person who hates the year end. There are more than just a handful of reasons why I hated year end. Besides the fact that it is the holiday seasons where clients just disappears and work seems so slow and so not sexy, parties where you spend a lot more money and all you get in return is get fat.
It is also the raining season where you can hardly go out and play. Above all, the most painful thing about year end is because it is the time where we "look back".
We spend time every year setting goals and targets, new year resolution and what not but only to realize that we get distracted somewhere in between year after year and maybe not all but most of them are not being achieved at the end of it. The fact also comes served as a very cold dish to you that 1 year has past and you have a year less and a year closer to death, time is not always on your side and this is how procrastination has fucked you.
I'm never good dealing with the feeling of nostalgia. Looking back at the people who were once around me, people that come in and out of our lives. I am one of those people who treasure the thing and people around me a lot but more often than not I do not look like that. Recently I've spent a lot of time thinking about me and my friends.
The guys I used to spend most of my weekends with. The "normal~" gang. |
Some of my favourite co-workers. Probably my favourite working environment after so many years and places. |
Me and my armymates. The only thing we probably share is the bunk, not much of a common interest but I still miss the days we spent doing stupid stuff together. |
Unless you are a follower of the bro code. Else, we do not have rules for being friends. |
Regardless of how long your friendship is, my instant brudder. The chiggar. LOL. |
Pretty Bloggers, pretty bloggers everywhere. |
Good times with folks I met online. Not always together physically but always connected. |
My evil twin back in school days. Miss those days back in school. |
Countdown to 2014. |
Mr.Smith, DARYYYYYYY
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