And A Goodbye; To You.

Copied from my Multiply blog.

I'm frustrated only because of this stupid assignment I have to do. And it's quite.. tough.

For 19 years, I've hated him because he hogged the computer ever since we got it, he used to be good in Monopoly, and he used to play a lot of Mortal Kombat which made him nearly impossible to defeat on the Super Nintendo.

Despite the horrid abusive childhood, he's still my skin and blood.

He's the person who never paid for the road tax for the bike, and I always thought it was the receipt for the purchase of the bike - only dated 1 year after the purchase of the bike.

But just a year ago, things changed after I moved to KL.

He's Jean Yves Sibert, my very own brother who's a computer whiz. Tomorrow, June 20th, shall mark my brother's departure for Tasmania, Australia, to further his Masters in the odd world of computers, where he shall be dubbed officially as a major geek.

I don't expect to see him ever again, after he departs, as it's only for his own good. After all, graduating somewhere else, getting a job elsewhere than Malaysia is a good choice.

Although I do admit at this point that I shouldn't have said the things that I once said; but I can't be bothered. After all, the past's the past. We only mean it when we write it; but not in the present or the future.

I would've lied to my parents about me having this major assignment and projects to complete, and end up working for extra income, but that wouldn't be too nice of me.

After all, it's support he needs. Once he steps into Australia, out of the airport, after he gets his luggage; he's alone.

A land where there's no relatives, no friends, no families, no personal transport. Especially, no Camry to pick him up from the airport.

Like my father during his university days in Germany, he's going to start from scratch. Except that the difference is that he has financial support by his side.

It's way tougher than what I went through in KL, only because I already knew this place. Not exactly inside out, because I did get lost at odd places, and I still don't know this place well.

And as you know, you know that papa's dead serious about not seeing you in Malaysia during our last discussion. It's for your own good, obviously.










With that said, I would like to apologise to someone for not following her back on the same bus, but I have to rush tomorrow. I've got classes in the morning, and it's no joke trying to go against time with a tight schedule. By hook or by crook, I'm arriving at LCCT once the clock strikes 12.30pm.

I wanted to take a bus back to Penang, but because of my horrid experience of being in busses that arrives only 5 or 6 hours after departure from KL, I can't trust busses or transportation that includes highways; except for driving.

Then again, if I were to drive, it's going to cost me RM 400 back and forth.










So, Jean Yves, I will be there. To see you for one last time.










Goodbye. And thanks for everything you've shared. Knowledge, presents, time, brotherhood, and everything else.

And you have the benefits of opening a new tag. Lol