I guess this is goodbye...

Dear readers (no matter how few),

I guess the last post didnt really turn out that well as a Goodbye entry at all. In truth, I was never really good at saying those words truthfully. Probably because I never really wanted to say them.

These two years of living in Australia, and four years in Monash, have been the BEST years of my life. I really mean that. I have learnt so much, gained so much, missed so much and above all Loved so much. And even though I have suffered trauma, sorrow, hate and politics; I never regretted being apart of them. I am proud to wear what I have experienced with great pride.

To me, Melbourne was a good 'home course' for me. With such crisped environments, it thought me the basics of living without the cloud of corruption. Here everything was clear, and effective, cause and effects were understandable even up to ant management.

But most importantly were the people that touched my life. Everyone, from people who uttered a light raise of the eyebrow, to great friends who I live with, to those who appreciate what I do, the lady that showed me that materialistic things were not everything, and to my darling (KL,Malaysia) who supported me through the years. Please know that even though I may seem cold-fished and speechless, it is because what you have done for me is beyond what I can say or describe.

And with relations to what you have done for me, I would like to apologise for being difficult to anyone for any reason that you were not happy about me. It maybe for my strange taste of music, malleable brain for movies, or my obsession with 86s or wooden sticks. If any of these were a nuisance to you, I ask for you to forgive me. I pray that I am able to better myself, no matter how slow but do tell.

Last but not least, to the tenants of Tenten Bayview Avenue 2006, Dinner group of Bayview Avenue, Party members, Chefs, drinks providers, doritos bringers, and even sleeping members; and The Tenten Bayview Monument itself...Thank you so much for having me as part of your life. The things Ive learnt, the people Ive met, The reason of me being a better person is because of you! I Love you all (no matter how politically incorrect for half of you), Thanking for Making The Difference in me.

As this entry comes to a close, so shall this blog become an archive for all the "master piece" of my rants in the last year come to a close. I wish this to be a memory that I can come back and laugh at "Hey can you believe how Fing stressed up I was about the nut and bolt not fitting, if I only knew then that I'd have to screw thousands of them every day for the rest of my life hah ah aha". Thank you blogreaders (no matter how many you are) for staying in touch. Thnx for being my friend... good....by...hope to meet you in the future....

Thus ends the epic Chapter of the Trials of Trius

Time, Torment, and Torture. These were the three Trials Trius had to overcome. And then was the final test. One that could tear down Trius' Ideals forever...

These trials were not shallow, it brought Trius' mind of the past, present and the future together. One Ideal to realize his true fate (or what you optimists know as .... Destiny).

Through thick and thin, Trius has always thought that failure was not an option. That it was dishonorable to fail. Closing his mind from failure, he learnt nothing. The later it took to fail, the larger the consequence would become. Realizing that, he made a protective shell a second ego that made others think he was but a useless person, one who would be acceptable to fail. But in his mind, he was losing his identity.

Then came the present - 2 years. He wanted but was untouchable. But there was a force that was trying to teach him. Other side trials came and swept him off balance. He felt his first failure. But his unconcious promise to Travel Down under kept him from giving up made a difference. And the hope that was thought dashed...lived again.

Present dAy,

He wasnted but was just beyond his grasp. But there was a force that again tried to teach him. He felt his second failure. But his unconcious Will to keep his parent's schedule again kept him from giving up. It made a difference.....And the hope that was thought dashed...once again return.

So what is this theme of Trius' destiny. A destiny chosen even before the realization of his name. Trius....forever trying....no matter what. Hope no matter how bleak, will always exist if we don't give up, keep trying keep doing and success will follow!

This is his curse, his destiny, to try twice to succeed. And one day, we would finally be able to grasp the untouchable...

As this Chapter draws to a close... I would like to thank everyone for reading my ramblings, rantings, antics, and yet support me time and time again. I Love you all....

Next Life chapter ... http://triustravels.blogspot.com