Island

Yes, I did attend another wedding party. Or frankly, I attended two wedding parties in a row in the days of my weekend.

The first, which was held on Saturday, was nothing special. It actually was a gold anniversary party, and I barely enjoyed the songs - of course, the band played Pop's appetite. And they even hired a lady rocker, which was actually in the same age of my late Granny. So seventies.

But the one which was held in Sunday, was an unbeatable beauty.

It was held on a golf field, but I prefer to refer it as 'island'. In fact, it looks like one; with a superbly large lake, that may look like a sea, plus crystal sands make it appear like a beautiful shore. Below the light of the moon, the island was a perfect place for a date, a candle-light dinner, or a wedding, of course.

Opposite the lake was another island - which was actually the same island, but the access to cross the lake was FAR on the east. Peer from the edge of the island, and you got to see the palm trees, and also beautiful fountains on the surface of the dark water of the lake.

The view was astonishing.

It may the simple definition of paradise. I barely mind the bride - who was actually my former course teacher - swayed by the beauty of the island. Then I tried to list the following:

6 ADVANTAGES OF LIVING ON A PERSONAL ISLAND

01. Since it is under your personal ownership, you may shout around with no worry of a wise old man that will reprove your acts.

02. Dig a little hole, put a flag, grab a stick, and you get a free golf.

03. Limitless stock of water from the sea.

04. And of course, free swimming pool.

05. Or grab a ball, plug two sticks, and you'll be able to play soccer - essentially, you can do anything you want.

06. When soccer or golf become dull, you can build sandcastles anytime.

6 DISADVANTAGES OF LIVING ON A PERSONAL ISLAND

01. With no companion, loneliness will definitely haunt you.

02. It may be creepy to be alone on the island in the night.

03. There's no use of living on a personal island, if you still have your homeworks.

04. By the way, sea water may be limitless, but then it is saltwater. And no one WANTS to drink saltwater.

05. (Related to point 01.) You may be able to play soccer, but will you play with no foe?

06. You may fell like you're a castaway.

Indeed, I am now dreaming of buying a personal island, build a super-cozy house on it, and live peacefully. But then dream is dream - unless I'm destined to be a zillionaire in the future.

Or I'll stay on the golf field.

Wedding

There were too many familiar faces.

Brevity, I attended a wedding reception of my Mum's friend's son. I used to know him and his family, but then I was 4 when I knew them, and it has been 9 years ago, so I may have forgotten their faces. Problem is they REMEMBER me very well, and thus I have to ask my Mum where they are; not which one, just to cover my stupidity, so at the very least I don't have to ask 'Sorry, who are you?' when they greet me.

Now forget the awkwardness. You can't tell when I don't act awkwardly; nearly NEVER. Attending a wedding party gives me an idea of life. It just suddenly popped out inside my mind, "Will this ever happen to me?".

I hate to admit that everything looked tremendously beautiful. The room itself was beautiful, and everyone's happy. Kids running happily here to there, and some teenagers were happy in other way; tasting any kinds of fancy food. The band sang love songs, and they were happy. Apart from my lack of concerns, the same question always wanders in around my head.

Still a kid, I am. But I frequently think of my future. Will I finish my study well? Where will I attend my college? Will I be what I want to be? Will I finish my book and be an author? Or will I ever get a keyboard and be a musician? Then, will I find a pretty girl I land my heart on, date her, propose her, and marry her? What will I do in my final years, and will somebody accompany me until the end of my life? This questions are actually unanswerable; again, I'm still a kid. It will be a long years of waiting to see the answer.

But sometimes, I realize myself as a part of the infamous Queen song:

"I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me!"

Sometimes, I wish to get back to the beginning of everything, to get everything fixed and then go with my right life. But now, I wish I can skip everything and just GET THERE. Just to see what great plan He has prepared for me.

But sometimes I'm afraid, the questions are just questions, what if the answer of all of them is simply 'Never'? Actually, deep down in myself I don't really wish this to happen, too. You all know how my mindset works. When I get BACK to reality, it is simply like a daydream. But a sobering daydream...that sometimes I wish to come true. It's just a matter of time. Everything depends on the time. 

Jokingly, what keeps me wish the wedding to happen to me? The cake.

Toys

Good Rainy Mornin'.

Have I told you how much I love rainy mornings?

The mornings get mourning,
This holiday gets boring,
Everything gets appalling,
..This poem doesn't rhyme.


And yesterday, I revisited one decent oldies game, that you surely knows:

Toy Story 2 for the late PlayStation One system. We get to be the 'ol Space Ranger, in the rescue of his Howdy buddy. Now, what's more fun than playing around the city, and we're smaller than anything? Second to none.

We get to meet other toys, one of them whose task is to take the tokens we laboriously collect, for a token. Taken for a token.

Or even take us to a fight against a bunch of SLIME that magically manages to stretch out of a garbage can with the lid on the top of its head WITHOUT the possibility of the lid fell down to close the slime inside the can.

Sometimes fantasy is out of logic. Or what. But they had a bunch of fun, that ironically needs no logic to be understood.

To summarize:

THE TEN COOL THINGS OF PLAYING THIS GAME

01. We are smaller than anything, which means we jump on cars, slide on the hypotenuse of stairs, and ride on luggages.

02. Sometimes we run to compete with an RC, the Formula-One of toys.

03. Hey, and we gotta climb the vents, or even infiltrate into a plane...through its wheel.

04. We destroy silly or broken toys - an action you wish to do but you can't; unless you're a fellow toy.

05. Awesome upgrades.

06. And we sneak in the racks of a toy store. And drive in the trolleys.

07. ZURG!

08. Awesome locations.

09. SLIME!

10. Nice polygons for the year.

Most of the reasons don't really make sense, and most are repetitive. But hey, who cares.

Sometimes it's frustrating, but most of it is fun. Though I reckon the moment where I have to jump over the crates that were floating in a rain puddle. I got drowned so many times, and thus I lost so much lives. But that's the consequence of being a toy who mischievously play in puddles. Size DOES matter.

I'm now planning to write more poems.