The meeting
The gentle chopping of the fan slicing through the air. Outside the window the orange sun casting it's rays onto my neighbours house announcing a insanely hot day for the day greeted me in the morning.
Eh blanket and pillow. Wow it's been awhile since I've used them. Then again my pillow is only about an inch thick.
I hear the quick chanting of another language downstairs. Oh granny is speaking in tongues...GOODNESS GRACIOUS I'VE GOT CHURCH TODAY!
So I finally cleaned myself off. Needed it bad. When you've got alcohol pumping through your veins + Loperamide and various other chems involved with stabilising it + massive gastric attack + cortisol you kinda get knocked out into a GG state pretty fast.
No lah not drunk!
Then went off to church with a bud. And in church I solved a riddle that no one else has noticed so far. And I finally got that renewal I've been begging for. Total reset of everything.
Took Emily and Jorrel to lunch. A&W in state. Saw her feed him waffle. Wah can laugh until die! "Sek ah sek ah!"
Woke up at 6 saw my friend's sms. Decided I belum ada tenaga to layan yet so I just went back to sleep.
Today had lunch with 2 buds. After I sent 1 bud off, me and the other just reconnected on the level that we had a long time ago. I think when he asked the all important question and I gave him an answer anyone would view as honest it just tore away all the time we've spent apart. Been a long time. Was a great talk.
Nothing much nor anything big to do tonight.
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The theory.
"Congratulations." Says a deep voice.
"For what?" A lighter voice.
"For surviving the year more or less." A cunning voice.
"Ah thanks." The lighter voice.
"Yeah congratulations." A wise voice.
Low light vision.
A light voice is owned by a youngish looking fellow who looks too young to be the age written in his IDs.
The deep voice yet again has the face of the same light voice but is dressed in what looks like travelling gear. With an impassive look.
The cunning voice. Same face but twisted into a cunning look. Wearing clothes which seemed to have been tailored for freedom of movement.
The wise voice. Yet again the same face a full white suit covering almost everything in fabric.
And everyone sits on ornate chairs. But dark chairs. With a lot of space between. Orange lights illuminate those speaking but nothing else in the room.
"So an evaluation?" Ventures the light voice breaking the silence.
"Alright then let me start" says the deep voiced person.
"You've started this year sure you've got your marbles. The owner of the other 11A proved you wrong with her cutting ways. But you figured out how to let go. Yet you made the mistake of burning everything that was learnt so you dumped yourself back into square one. Smart enough you picked yourself back up...."
"Yeah you finally figured it out." Interjects the cunning voice.
"You're meant to learn to fully utilise everything. Solo. You're the solo piece in this song because you can survive solo. You don't need anything or anyone else because of the gifts you have."
"Right enough you did figure it out and you got to work using them. Studying them again." Says the deep voice taking control again.
"You accepted the dealings and the pains. Accepted the past and tried understanding the future. And you've laid the first plans for it."
"Well done and well thought out for the best effects I'd say. But who's to say whats the next few events and who's to say how it will unravel." Says the cunning voice.
"Only God would know." Says the wise voice.
"And people came to you again. For help." Continues the deep voice.
"Because you're back to being respectable." Interrupts a kind voice.
A light flickers to life revealing yet another person with the same face dressed in a caregiver like fashion. The expression is thoroughly calm.
"And it's something to be proud about because you're taking care of His children as expected of you again." Says the wise one.
"You've also began to reach out to your faith again and realise the miracles. Kudos to that."
"Back to it. You've also made tremendous progress. Finally getting your studies straight. As well as your domestic life right." the deep voice continues.
The cunning one steps in, "But you've also made a lot of mistakes as well. Your administration abilities leave something to be desired. Actually a lot to be desired."
"But of course at least you've learnt. In fact I'd say you're learning particularly fast this year." the caregiver kindly softening the blow.
"By the by and on the whole. You've become a product that we can be proud of. Something that's finally right. A real charm, proper and well. Growing guts and using your wits more. You've also gained a bit of strength and weight throughout the year. You've become respectable. You've softened and become kinder. Bidden goodbye to your apathy. And solidified into a proper gentleman." the wise one sums it up. "One that looks after women well too." He adds with a wink.
"Well done." the deep one agrees.
Everyone but the light voiced one claps. While he nods mouthing thanks.
The clapping dies off.
"So whats on for next year?" the light one speaks yet again.
"Lets see if you can keep it up eh? And try to fix those poor administration skills of yours. And that is all. The rest will be in the written report." the deep one replies.
"Thank you, gents." says the light voiced one as he rises from his chair. "And a happy new year."
"Likewise" they reciprocate with various gestures.
Eh blanket and pillow. Wow it's been awhile since I've used them. Then again my pillow is only about an inch thick.
I hear the quick chanting of another language downstairs. Oh granny is speaking in tongues...GOODNESS GRACIOUS I'VE GOT CHURCH TODAY!
So I finally cleaned myself off. Needed it bad. When you've got alcohol pumping through your veins + Loperamide and various other chems involved with stabilising it + massive gastric attack + cortisol you kinda get knocked out into a GG state pretty fast.
No lah not drunk!
Then went off to church with a bud. And in church I solved a riddle that no one else has noticed so far. And I finally got that renewal I've been begging for. Total reset of everything.
Took Emily and Jorrel to lunch. A&W in state. Saw her feed him waffle. Wah can laugh until die! "Sek ah sek ah!"
Woke up at 6 saw my friend's sms. Decided I belum ada tenaga to layan yet so I just went back to sleep.
Today had lunch with 2 buds. After I sent 1 bud off, me and the other just reconnected on the level that we had a long time ago. I think when he asked the all important question and I gave him an answer anyone would view as honest it just tore away all the time we've spent apart. Been a long time. Was a great talk.
Nothing much nor anything big to do tonight.
----------------------------------
The theory.
"Congratulations." Says a deep voice.
"For what?" A lighter voice.
"For surviving the year more or less." A cunning voice.
"Ah thanks." The lighter voice.
"Yeah congratulations." A wise voice.
Low light vision.
A light voice is owned by a youngish looking fellow who looks too young to be the age written in his IDs.
The deep voice yet again has the face of the same light voice but is dressed in what looks like travelling gear. With an impassive look.
The cunning voice. Same face but twisted into a cunning look. Wearing clothes which seemed to have been tailored for freedom of movement.
The wise voice. Yet again the same face a full white suit covering almost everything in fabric.
And everyone sits on ornate chairs. But dark chairs. With a lot of space between. Orange lights illuminate those speaking but nothing else in the room.
"So an evaluation?" Ventures the light voice breaking the silence.
"Alright then let me start" says the deep voiced person.
"You've started this year sure you've got your marbles. The owner of the other 11A proved you wrong with her cutting ways. But you figured out how to let go. Yet you made the mistake of burning everything that was learnt so you dumped yourself back into square one. Smart enough you picked yourself back up...."
"Yeah you finally figured it out." Interjects the cunning voice.
"You're meant to learn to fully utilise everything. Solo. You're the solo piece in this song because you can survive solo. You don't need anything or anyone else because of the gifts you have."
"Right enough you did figure it out and you got to work using them. Studying them again." Says the deep voice taking control again.
"You accepted the dealings and the pains. Accepted the past and tried understanding the future. And you've laid the first plans for it."
"Well done and well thought out for the best effects I'd say. But who's to say whats the next few events and who's to say how it will unravel." Says the cunning voice.
"Only God would know." Says the wise voice.
"And people came to you again. For help." Continues the deep voice.
"Because you're back to being respectable." Interrupts a kind voice.
A light flickers to life revealing yet another person with the same face dressed in a caregiver like fashion. The expression is thoroughly calm.
"And it's something to be proud about because you're taking care of His children as expected of you again." Says the wise one.
"You've also began to reach out to your faith again and realise the miracles. Kudos to that."
"Back to it. You've also made tremendous progress. Finally getting your studies straight. As well as your domestic life right." the deep voice continues.
The cunning one steps in, "But you've also made a lot of mistakes as well. Your administration abilities leave something to be desired. Actually a lot to be desired."
"But of course at least you've learnt. In fact I'd say you're learning particularly fast this year." the caregiver kindly softening the blow.
"By the by and on the whole. You've become a product that we can be proud of. Something that's finally right. A real charm, proper and well. Growing guts and using your wits more. You've also gained a bit of strength and weight throughout the year. You've become respectable. You've softened and become kinder. Bidden goodbye to your apathy. And solidified into a proper gentleman." the wise one sums it up. "One that looks after women well too." He adds with a wink.
"Well done." the deep one agrees.
Everyone but the light voiced one claps. While he nods mouthing thanks.
The clapping dies off.
"So whats on for next year?" the light one speaks yet again.
"Lets see if you can keep it up eh? And try to fix those poor administration skills of yours. And that is all. The rest will be in the written report." the deep one replies.
"Thank you, gents." says the light voiced one as he rises from his chair. "And a happy new year."
"Likewise" they reciprocate with various gestures.
