Best Friend Forever? NOPE! You will probably forget each other after a couple of years and things get super awkward.

Okay, right. That (look at the blog entry title) is probably not the smartest title I can think of, but heck, it’s the truth.

Hey, Assalamualaikum.

I think everybody have that best friends forever thingy in their school year, where you and your BFFs gone through ups and downs of what people call bittersweet “rebel stage” of life, together. You had your lunch together, copied each other’s homework, slept over in each other’s house, shared things you both equally love, seeking out each other’s company when you’re sad or in deep loneliness and... well, you get my point. Yeah I’m pretty sure you have at least one in your life.

I see you are starting to picture some faces in your mind.  Yeah, they’re the people I’m talking about.

Yea, it’s sweet, making pinky promise, best friend covenant and all but sadly, it didn’t last long as you thought it would be. Suddenly you realised that the term “Best Friend Forever” didn’t quite meet your definition.

That promise you made on your last day of school together? Yeah the one where you exchange “I’ll never forget you”, “We’ll keep in touch”, and “I will see you later” are just bollocks. The only expression that you both exchanged that remained true to this very day is, “Goodbye.”

Sure, you made your best effort trying to keep in touch. You Facebook them, comment on their status update, retweet, favourite, clicked that heart-shaped button on their photos on Instagram, but that’s it.

Some messages you sent were left unreplied, some calls missed.

And sometimes, it’s the other way around. You’re that person who is too busy to reply your messages, in fact you don’t even bother to see their message whenever you see their names appear.

You never met them anymore. And even if you did, after years of not seeing, growing apart from each other, things are not quite the same.

It’s either you, or them that have changed. No longer the same person you knew. No longer the same person you had spent your entire teenage or childhood years together. Something’s different but you can’t quite grasp what it is. Maybe it’s the way they tie their hair, maybe it’s how they dress, how they talk, the way they no longer keep her attention to you, instead to their handheld devices or boyfriends or girlfriends they brought together on the day you decided to go out with them. You no longer shared the intimacy you once had with their company. Maybe that’s what made you think they’re like a stranger to you, and maybe they are indeed, strangers now.

Slowly, you built invisible, force field wall between you and them.

It’s almost like the blurry images of you and them that were kept deep inside your memory storage part of your brain were implanted by an alien, or an evil scientist that tries to alter your personality and life entirely. 

Only photos you have with them could prove that those memories are real.

It’s selfish and childish to expect after years of separated by time, growing apart from each other, that they are the same person as you once knew them.

People change.
And like any other normal homo sapiens, your best friends change.
And even you change.

Change, may lead to goodness and it may also lead to the vice versa.

Maybe you can adept yourself to the change and use it to brought you closer to them, getting to know them better, start the whole friendship thing anew and fresh.

Or maybe the changes will only lead you further away from them, from the people that you once shared the title “Best Friends Forever”.

Well, it’s sad.

And reality, mostly consists of sad and harsh and evil truths.

Maybe that’s what life is all about.
Meeting new people and be apart from your loved ones, turning strangers to friends, and friends to strangers.

Something to read so that you get inspired and stuffs. Trust me.

Hello there!

Assalamualaikum!

Wo hoo look at that! This blog is last updated half a year ago. Ha ha. A new record I guess.

Faint.

So yeah tonight I decide to write something to fill my darn boring time. Plus, the internet is slow, hence the reason I write. Ha Ha.

So what am I going to write tonight? Tonight I’m going to write about all that inspiring and motivational  “don’t give up on life” and “life gets better” sh*ts. Yeah. I’m going to freaking motivate you guys.

Seriously.

So like I just drank this Kopiko instant white coffee (I don’t really remember the exact product name). It’s really good. I swear. It tastes like heaven. I’ve never had a coffee that good before. Well maybe I am exaggerating and maybe it’s because I’ve never been to Starbucks before (Yes, I’m proud of myself for not hopping into that stupid bandwagon). But my point is, that drink made me hyper right now. Haha. Seriously. And probably that drink is the reason that makes me want to write this. It’s quite freaky when I think about it. Like suddenly an instant coffee can change my views on life, personality and stuffs. Ugh scary.

Okay that was totally irrelevant.

So like, have you guys felt like inspired by a certain people in your life? Maybe a musician, a dancer, a politician, a writer, an artist or whatever? Or maybe you have come across certain people who are really good at whatever they’re doing? Like a friend who constantly have good grades, an athlete who practically never have gotten second let alone third place in a 400 m run, a crush of yours who seems to always be amazing however and whoever they are?

I’m pretty sure you have. Well I do too.

The thing about getting “inspired” by them is that it makes you feel like you wanted to be just like them. Just as successful as they are. Just as popular, just as influential, just as likeable. And then you step out of your comfort zone and actually try to.

But then, you failed.

You started to realize that it was all a big huge joke in your face. You started to realize that life isn’t all unicorns and rainbows and chocolates and cakes. You start to accept what you define as your limitations. You, simply said, give up. And continues to look up the people you admire getting more successful, more awesome than they already were, while you, staring them from afar, continue being “you”  you already are and actually try to get comfortable with it.

A bird who have gotten his wings broken.

Guess what?

The people you look up to, they once was a big fat loser (Well, not literally big and fat. It’s just an expression to show how huge it is. So... yeah.). They once was a nobody, an outcast, even.

Because what?

No one, in the whole wide world, is born to be automatically good at something. Like, have you ever seen a baby get born and suddenly able to dance like Michael Jackson, or write like Rowling, or draw like Akira Toriyama? Does a newborn baby even knew how to talk at all?

NO.
Of course not.

The only reason we know how to talk is because our mom or dad or grandpa or annoying older brother have to keep repeating words in our face. We know how to walk because our parents have to constantly hold our hands trying to make us walk on our two feet, and get us back up whenever we fall.

Akira Toriyama once drew stick figures like we do too. JK Rowling once wrote one passage over and over and over and the rubbish can keeps piling with papers just because she couldn’t get the right word to convey her story.

They all learn to write, to draw, to dance, to talk, to whatever just like we all do. But what makes them different from us?

They work FREAKING HARD.

When I say they work hard, they don’t just grab a paper and draw a doodle or two and that’s it. Or dance  a couple of move and voila they’re professional choreographer. Or run a kilometre or two and ta daa they’re one of the best athletes in the world.

NO.

It takes years and years of practice. And a huge load of perseverance, too. Countless people have been trying to drag them down. But they get on with it. They never cared what people think of them. They don’t care how ridiculous their dreams may be. In their mind, all they know is that they can do it. They have faith in their selves. And until they reach that goal they set, they won’t stop. And they didn’t.

And here you are, have only been trying for a couple of months, even weeks maybe when you decided that you can’t do it. Decided that you’re not born for it. Decided that it is one of your “limitations” along with few others.

Who told you so? HUH?

You’re only comforting yourself by telling that it’s one of the things that you aren’t cut out for. The fact is, YOU NEVER TRIED HARD ENOUGH, and you’re too lazy to try harder. You want an instant success just by your miniature effort.

Now I want you to get off your lazy fat ass and work on the things you wanna be good at.

To like or to love doing something doesn’t automatically makes you good at it.

A love for cooking doesn’t make you a professional chef. An interest in a certain field doesn’t make you a star of it.

In the end, it’s your hard work that matters.
In the end, it's not the things that you did that made you regret, it's what you don't.

In fact, it’s actually mind blowing how a human can be good at anything and everything if they only work hard enough for it.

There is no limit to human potential.

At least that’s what I believe.

Now look at what that Kopiko instant coffee did to me.

(Note: To be honest, all this are written direct for myself.)