A Storm In The Horizon

  I haven't been that active on the Internet for quite a while already. Unlike majority of the population in developed countries with abundance of access to the Internet, the things I do deviates from them: Sports, physical workout, studying and projects seem to take up almost all of my time these days. Yeah... I have been trying very hard not to go back to Internet addiction, that I spent most of my time at home either sleeping, training or revision. That is... Unless if given the time and energy to post something long like blogging, I will. But that never meant that I will stop posting, and stop taking flight.

  My relationship with my current friends (That is at least half of my class) may be getting better and better. I feel our class is getting more bonded day after day. Perhaps thanks to the jokers and the joke in my class. What caused me to think so is the event when we went to play sports together, for the very first time as a (half) class. We certainly had laughs and fun and pain from new methods of exercise. The weather was also very hot, and I was wearing a sleeveless shirt; My shoulders are now sunburned that they look like pauldrons of a set of red armor.

  However, although I am quite content that I feel more 'belonged' to my class, I don't feel attached to EVERY single person of my class... For instance, a small group of three girls didn't join us because... I don't know... Then one guy, who at first I thought he finally was able to allow us to accept him into our social circle, simply disappeared from the sports session. And that guy is very similar in looks and behavior of my little cave troll brother: Refuse to play outdoor sports, introverted and refuse to follow orders in group-works. Also, another group of 4 girls had come with us at first, then two of them just went to the library to... I dunno... Meet up with their ex-classmates? I am still somewhat disappointed about it...

  Now... I didn't use "A Storm In The Horizon" as this post title for nothing. I have a reason: Something tells me that my father is about to get into trouble with my mom. He comes home very late everyday. So late that I barely saw his face these days. I haven't talked to him for quite some time too, and should I have something to say or ask him it has to be through my mom. In fact, I don't really feel comfortable chatting with him these days...

  Something tells me that my father might not be as close to his family as how things were many years ago, when I was but a small and immature troublemaker. It's like... He sees his three sons (That includes me) have become independent, and that he feels we are no longer a burden to his life. Of course, that never meant he can slack off his work and stop earning the income to support us. Although I have been thinking of finding myself a part-time to earn some money to support myself, and maybe support my mom and siblings a little bit... I don't doubt him for anything to do with work, of course.

  I just hope what I think now is wrong and foolish. I hope this is just paranoia,and not a prophetic foresight of a coming storm... I hope no one gets into trouble for anything dumb. I just hope everything can go well and without complications. I hope I can enjoy my life all the way... Until death. For a simple storm cannot stop me.

  I know it.

  Oh! And by the way, I don't think pictures are necessary in this post, right? Well... Maybe I can just place a picture here... How about a picture of a baby FOX!:

  I've gotta admit, I have a thing for cute animals like this one. I can't comment on cute animals without sounding gay. D: