Too long has my life been lived in total dullness. Or that’s what I thought. Or maybe I was just being oddly apathetic. Ego crept inside every micro-inch of my brain cells telling me, “been there”, “done that”, “not interested”. With that in place, surely there’s no room for new excitements and anticipations. Hence, the dullness of my life. So that’s what I thought.
Routines were my greatest enemy and also my best friend. Passion was something I did as a note to myself that, “I’m the coolest dude in the world”. A note, just to myself and no one else. Then there was the, “I’m just another headcount among the other 6 billion souls in this world” mumbo jumbo. Imagine yourself saying out loud these two contradicting phrases at the same time. It can drive a person crazy. Well, nobody can literally do that anyway.
And money. Well, money can buy stuff. Everybody knows that.
Then recently came this pesky feeling of overwhelmness. Do take note that the overwhelmness in its own entity was a good thing, a great thing. No, a lovely thing. Pesky, in the sense that I became a dork because of it. I reacted idiotically in certain situations. I became clumsier with the words I spit out in conversations. I talked to myself more often than I should have. Hell, I even shaved my face more often than usual.
What’s with the whole dorkiness business? Is it because I’ve turned 30 today? But somebody told me that Johnny Depp during his late 20s stated in an interview that he can’t wait to turn 30. So, that should not be it. Yeah, you don’t have to remind me, I’m no Johnny!
Ah, the overwhelmness.
Lucky I realized that beyond the recent dorkiness, the overwhelmness has made me into a better person. A better person that can cancel out the first two paragraphs of this entry. Or maybe it’s because of the month of Ramadhan. People became temporarily better than usual during this holy month. No, I don’t think it’s because of that. Not to me because the goodness effect of this overwhelmness seemed permanent. I hope.
Something is behind all this. I wonder what. Or maybe I just want to enjoy it all without really looking for an answer.

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August 10, 2011 at 10:27 am
nadya
johnny? *ehem, ehem* ….
August 10, 2011 at 8:18 pm
thegulagula
Wah! Happy belated birthday! Hope you’ll find whatever that you’re looking for.
August 10, 2011 at 9:08 pm
ayyub
sweets,
it’s still the 10th of August. so, you’re still on the dot. thank you very much and insyAllah.
August 10, 2011 at 10:59 pm
wordsplayed
what now? you’ve become a woman?! What is so overwhelming of being a dork? Let me tell you something, being a dork is way awesome-er than being a vain pot. No need to wonder what or why, just enjoy that phase you Dork!
pst: I have to accurately understand the definition of “dork”
psst: so, you are Leo babies too huh? WHY THE OVERWHELM STATE OF FEELING!? Show off your mane and roar buddy. Anyhoo, yeppedy birthday.
August 11, 2011 at 12:25 am
ayyub
wordy,
there you go again. cute and funny all rolled into one big “gundu”, just like your profile picture. well, this dork thinks that it’s all because of the sugar rush you had from iftar.
hehe. thanks!
August 12, 2011 at 10:21 am
wordsplayed
Gundu. I kinda like that name. THANKS!
pst: Wait, is that thing really is called a “Gundu”? D’you think it belongs to Ghandi? (ha ha. okayyy, that’s a bit lame).
August 12, 2011 at 2:38 pm
ayyub
gundu can be anything that’s rolled up into a ball-like shape… and can be thrown to other people with the intent of causing extreme pain… ok, now i’m being lame… urgh!
August 15, 2011 at 1:30 pm
azue81
Ayyub, happy belated birthday! sorry for the late wish.
August 15, 2011 at 2:08 pm
ayyub
thanks azura!