When The Going Gets Tough The Tough Gets Going

So all is well as it seems. Me and him doing alright. I will not plan too much ahead and breathe. Just needed a good conversation. No involving feelings and we will do just about nice. Professional and rough. Shall listen more this time and learn to bend rules a little to compromise for the greater good. Be less stubborn minus morose. I do not have much choices and options are limited. I should not succumb to greed and appreciate what little moments left. I will cherish them. Quit holding on to the past and move on. I am afterall a man. Learn from the histories and not let them repeat. I understand our situation. I must get used to not getting what i want because this is life. Things are looking quite fine and i hope he will cooperate. Let it be smooth and peaceful. Past behind us and forward with optimism and big dreams. No one can be too sure what the future might bring.

Din the fat one with dimple i called brother going to Brunei tonight. Sigh. His itch for adventure. Going to miss this son of a gun. Do not forget to sms and call as promised. Or he will miss me i am sure. Din is tough. He will be fine in the jungles. But i am worried though. Things between me and Fad also looking promising. Oh and as for me and her situations could not get better and i am pleased. Shopping and meeting up and chatting and laughing. Nothing much to complain about home because brother had not been much of an ass as of late. He is more understanding amidst his hectic schedule making sure there is food on the table. Going to spend more time with the usual gang. School opening soon. It is true. Can get quite bored sometimes and i cannot wait to get started. I am not satisfied with results but i will excel harder. I promise. Life is looking bright and i am glad.