Then the realization sets in, you need a job to survive. I have yet to find a job. After all those planning on paper, I didn't even materialize a single idea that was jot down on paper. I'm screwed. Here comes the issue where my mom wants me to sign on. Well, it is not an issue. I love patrolling. One of the highest starting pay, job security is there, pay increment is there every year and etceteras. Even with all these perks laid on the table in front of me, it is still not enough to tempt me to make an immediate decision to sign on. I should probably perform a prayer. We Muslims have this prayer called Solat Istikharah. I'm not good with explaining this, maybe you can click on the link to give a read and have a clearer picture on what I mean.
*PAUSE at 1743hrs since my brother is out of the shower. Time for me to shower.*
*DARY...... LEGENDARY. okay, be right back*
Resume at 2210hrs. That was quite awhile. Went out without bringing my phone. Downside of using Galaxy Note. Charging hours varies from 4 - 8hours. PFFTS!
I intend to delve deeper about my Hari Raya but I will skip it. I have come to terms that my brother is an idiot. Yes, you read it right. I broke my own code and oath to not talk about my family over any form of social network or to any outsiders. So please people, don't ask me about him. I am just too tired answering already. Even though our relationship is strain, I will still carry him down to his grave if God decided to take him away first rather than me. Why? He is still my brother.
I will cut off my post now. My relationship with my princess have reached to a point of, I don't know. I am tired of fighting. Sad to know that I'm being looked upon as taking her for granted. Le sigh.
Good night netizens.