funny that i'm here blogging at such a late hour... but really, this is a story that i have to tell. It's not a sad story, neither is it a happy one. It's just plain monotonous.. ok.. but still read k? i won't bore you, words are my only asset.
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It all started happily... they were the best of friends since young. Or rather... somehow, they seemed to clique and shared the same goals, liked the same gals, loved science, curious... almost everything they did, they were one. When arguments came, the opposition will end up having to face 2 proponents instead of one. Imagine, how could anyone find such a close friend who would fight by your side till the end?
They were both young then... however, one was an extremely quiet boy in front of strangers, his mind works at the speed of light... yet he doesn't voice out his thoughts... loneliness filled him whenever he was without the other guy. (no.. they aren't gays.. stop thinking in the wrong direction..) As for the other guy, he was an exact opposite... very able to express his thoughts openly, extremely bold, always the most well-behaved student in class. He was well-liked by everyone around him.
The quiet one remained silent throughout the years... setting goals that could be achieved by the two of them... and when they achieved it, he set even greater goals. It was until then that the two stopped talking to one another. One was too ambitious, one was just too "happy-go-lucky"... so.. one fine day, the quiet guy decided to dispose of this extrovert... as he could no longer put up with his nonsensical behaviour... what he did? well basically he just.. got rid of him, i'm going to talk about how the extrovert died or somewhat.. he just died, and yes, the quiet chap murdered him.
Ever since that incident, he felt lonely once again. This time... he had nobody by his side. He never voiced himself out in front of others.. just basically taking all the crap, all those humilation... alone. It's only natural for a human to explode once in a while... and there he went, exploding all his thoughts into the air... hurting everyone around him. Just like the eruption of a volcano... nature's wrath.. Someone told him to be selfish, and well he did it.. sigh.. he was actually such a kind person, even though he did away with his best friend... he was dead guilty. All he wanted was to turn over a new leaf and to be devoted in helping others. But everyone betrayed him. Everyone called him a freak. No one wants him in class... He regretted...
Someone told him to love himself more than to love others... but.. to love himself when he's feeling so wrong about his misdeeds? He will not be able to live for a dead person. There's no point in it unless it was the dying wish of that person. Think of it.. if you can digest.. haha.. good for you.
Today, he still stands here, on this Earth. Trying to seek his lost friend. Or perhaps he might have given up hope in searching for him... because.. he kind of gained some new abilities that he had never had before. The ability to JUDGE without feeling anything. The ability to work alone, to eat alone, to do anything alone. He is, but himself. He's not human, he's just another lost soul. But the thing is.. he is trapped in this human shell, in which.. he once killed his personality, his happiness... all due to his miscalculation... imagine.. 5 years back, two best friends resided within this human body... now.. look what he had done to his counterpart..
This shell is only a fragment of his memory. He had tried to destroy himself many times, inside that shell. But ya know.. he ain't human, he can't die... no matter how many times he tried, he doesn't feel anything at all...
The shell is only a tool used for manipulating or sculpting his future. Only until then... perhaps once he attained his greatest of goals... he might decide to destroy this dead shell of his. For no one loved him, and he could no longer love anyone. He was just... not human anymore. Why should he even reside in this rotting body of his. To feel such pain? When the time is right, he'll break free.. and seek his long lost friend.. perhaps.. in the 4th dimension.. where his soul might still be stuck in the threads of time... the feeling of being killed over and over again.. it sure is frightening... haha.. that's his final goal... to save his only friend from his misery, and to return this frail body of his friend's, back to mother nature.
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It is obvious... whatever that i'm writing here, anyone who had common sense would figure this out. Yeap, this is all the information i can divulge. It's up to you to comprehend...
