Chapter 4: I’ve decided to act boldly before the ‘cord of attachment’ becomes more severe. “It was indeed a brash decision that you’ve made despite countless times I have forewarn you on Java Chip’s unacceptable actions!” explained Red Savina – The hot sauce of The Black Harrier Clan.

Red Savina; also known as the ‘Bubbles of the underage’ favorite American animated television series in Cartoon Networks penchant for sending out good vibes wherever she goes. Almost did she qualify to receive a papal bull from the Pope Himself with a grandeur offer to be the next Mother Theresa of the 20 hundreds but due to the fact that Red Savina’s calling lies in Spinsville, her grandeur status would end up becoming a grandiose farce. Every members of Clan Black Harrier would have a less prettier side despite of their fair looks. In Red Savina’s case, Miss Hyde would materialize on certain occasions; - which the Pope would’ve crowned her with a deserving status of Adolf Hitler and leader of the Klu Klux Klan.

“She should have fucking know where on earth the meeting point is! She herself was buying her fucking pomegranate over here!” She said it unintentionally to the others while one was lost in a weekend bazaar – see what I mean?

Well, the feeling of it right now wasn’t much upsetting as it doesn’t cause a great deal of pain when a text message from Java Chip was received – attached to it was a price tag filled with lies. Lies feebly structured like a fragile school boy who ran out of excuses when interrogated by his lecturer.

I bet the best ‘course of action’ to carry out would be detoxifying my mind right now hence never to fall for someone whose attributes costs less then RM 20 for a venti. Oh – not forgetting the low fat whip cream filled with fabrication. (Can get it in the nearest Starbucks but I have nothing against the brand, of course)

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Chapter 3: I finally managed to take a break after two weeks of preparation for an event held yesterday in one of the client’s lounges in Klang Valley. The small-yet tedious scaled event went well despite the sound system which caused some minor concerns due to its tricky architectural layout that emits high density of resonance – which was not meticulously anticipated. Also part of it was attributable to the location held at the outer facade of the mall.

The days break forms as a postmortem on past activities and tasks which was implemented right after Clan Black Harrier’s pampering retreat two weeks back. I’m not surprise if the passing weeks felt like a couple of months; I do agree that many had happened throughout the thirteen days as of today.

1) The Spontaneous and unanticipated ‘Puppy Love’ Romance

2) The 2 Weeks plan for Event Execution

3) The Stalled Rationality caused by Emotional Complication

4) The Heartrending moment of Confrontation

5) Appraisal from The Black Harrier

6) Finalizing Annual plans for 2010 projects

Item 1, 3 and 5 was much more challenging compared to 2, 4, 5 and 6 as it pressed on certain attributes which test on one’s mental strength and physiques. Without the right tact, one's life will surely result as failed pieces of flap-jacks.

I’ve indeed been through this before, but what boils down to the bottom line is I damn well know for sure that 2010 (hence the obvious commencement of this year’s beginnings) will cause a fucking traffic in my organizer – in a good way for a finale of a decade.

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Chapter 2: As soon as I thanked Katana Eyes who dropped me off at the nearest mall for transportation back home, a sudden realization struck my mind.

(Before that, let me explain a little more of Katana Eyes. She is the tanner side of The Black Harrier Clan. Katana Eyes may be submissive due to the stereotypical perception of her ethnical background but what she lacks in her appearances, she makes up for in intelligence.

She was one of the top candidates who managed to get into one of the top institution which the chance for her kin to enrol is pretty slim (No offence). At the age of 23, her calling for communication strategist got her into The Black Harrier Clan)

I’ve made up my mind to decide on the path which i choose to cross. Hence comes in the dilemma which I have already anticipate when the time comes to reach the borderline.

While sipping a Grande’ Ice Java Chip (the real Java Chip of course) bought at the nearest Starbucks (Ironically the waitress who served me was a junior in high school; a cheerleader-the popular ones who is now a Barrista behind the counter, while I was the high school semi-nerd behind the desk who’ve graduated to be a spin doctor with the habit of fiddling with his Blackberry in front of the counter – Thank god for early realization of the importance of education back then) whilst munching on a muffin alongside with a cigarette in hand (so much for a healthy lifestyle), my mind was extracting many different scenarios of post confrontation results of this somebody who have the likings for me – whom I do not see a future with.

I was trying to visualize – and visualize again the perfect scenario of how to confront the person who I have to detach for a better future. Even while typing this post, I’m still trying to sort the perfect explanation which was left hanging when my transport arrived.

At least, I have a clearer picture on the path which I have decided upon – the path to gamble and risk everything just to unveil the results of a clouded outcome (refer to Chapter 1). (Lesson Learned: No one can have the best of both worlds)

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Chapter 1: The feeling of exhaustion would kick in like some fucked up Tylenol after a day swamped with an endless pit of assignments allocated by The Black Harrier. Though it tires both the body and mind repeatedly, the satisfaction of a completed tasks would cease the exhaustion with ease. This exercise has been trained by my master ‘see-foo’ who is known as The Black Harrier; hence its unique metaphor best described her.

While resting myself on the soft bouncy comfortable bed (nothing in the way that seem, well, suggestive), I’ve BB-Chatted with a nice fellow whom I was introduced by a friend of mine in my second visit to Bangkok. The wonders of Blackberry is seen as a God’s-Given-Gift. (3G)

So this mutual friend of mine – on which ill call him ‘Matsumoto’ and I were talking about a particular candidate which I find very attractive. (Let's name him 'Java Chip'). As Matsumoto has known this person for quite some time, thus probing him with question would seem to be an advantage for me to get to know more of Java Chip through an outsider’s POV. (Point of View) Don’t we all want to know more of the person whom you fancy despite having to discover it for yourself?

I was tempted to ask Matsumoto with questions involving all 5Ws and 1H which ive learned back in my college days but I guess its best to beat around the bush once in a while.

Personality – Checked!

Wisdom – Checked!

Player – Checked! (Which at times, I wish I have not asked)

Even Matsumoto said that I am able to manage such candidate as he sees many similarities on the both of us when compared. But he could be wrong – or right.

At the moment, its just the matter of time and patience for me to act at the right time.

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1. Verbal Gun Powders
2. Unlimited supplies of nicotine sticks
3. My contract with ‘The Black Harrier’

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