I have been putting off this entry quite awhile. Strange and eccentric it may be, I find myself bemused that I am actually loathing to relive another adventure in my life; none more peculiar than the one so threaded upon by yours truly sometime back in 2007. Bear in mind, such reenactment is by no means a physical manifestation but an innocent (more or less heh) reflection and probably smile-inducing flashback of the happenings then, traditionally done in the tranquil comfort of EPI.
WELCOME ABOARD SON! : My Journey took me to the Outward Bound School (OBS) at Lumut, Perak
The reason for such a loathing may stem from my usual refusal to accept things already swept away and etched in solid memorial called time and yet I actually experienced a sensation not common when wallowing in the past; UNCOMFORTABLY DISTURBING with a dash of umm… pain?. Indeed, dreaming of past days has been, much part of my life an occupation by itself and an enjoyable one I may add. Yes, the usual suspect would be ye olde eeqbalz may have caught a case of the puppy love or its equivalent. But I assure you it ain’t the heart warming (or wrenching which is the usual aftermath of a disastrous courting) touchy feely matter.
LAST BOAT: I Need to Chisel 2007 in Stone Less I Forget
Arguably it could signal that those times I enjoyed was probably a single collection of the achievements of epitomic proportions in my life. I doubt another adventure quite as grandeur as such will toss itself to my face for the remaining days nor could I repeat such passion towards life again. As pathetic this all may sound, holding the esteemed “Royal Past Professorship Chair”, I decided that I need to once and for all give it the necessary tribute it long has pestered me about in the form of an EPI posting. A trained psychiatrists will conclude these blabbings as another pitiful case of “the inability to move on”. Whatever it is, think it of as putting it to rest in peace rather than jumbled up pieces; clogging up my thinking processes.
A BYGONE ERA: Mr. Mental is Refusing to Visit the Past Now
It has to be the single most daunting post EPI have ever drafted from the look of the overkill and overboard introductions that have spanned to four lengthy paragraphs! Departed editors all over the world must be turning in their graves from the sheer amount of wasted words used here. Even I can see how my subconscious is writhing in pain and making the ever last minutes attempts to thwart off this posting. Sigh! In actual fact, I managed to write a similar introduction back in 2008 entitled “There and Back Again”. Alas, it was a failed attempt as I couldn’t complete the storytelling.
HUH?: A Journey Back to 2007 Will Be Most Awkward
As I write this using Microsoft’s Live Writer, the clock is showing twelve past 21 on a Saturday midnight. Winamp is doing its best to help out churning inspirational (purportedly so but still remained unproven) sound waves. With the amount of writing and time spent visiting the past, it would take all the 70s and 80s songs to get things moving. Argh… my head hurts… need… comic… book… now…