Culmination.

As we go about in life, we discover people from all walks of life.

Its a walk of life, so most of them just really do simply come and go, just seemingly walk by us and disappear into the crowd, until perhaps life comes full circle and we meet them again.

But when you are walking TOGETHER in life, that's a totally different experience.

People that walk past you in life, would stop and recognize you or your significant other. Some people drop by to say hello, some just exchange words, some want things from you. Yet, there are others that totally come around, squeeze through the crowd and follow behind you. These people are what some people call, baggage.

There you are, two people, trying so hard to push through the crowd, and now you have to haul this baggage behind you...the only thing that happens is that you will start to walk even slower through it. So what do you do? You try to lose them.

But in a crowd, these people may catch up with you from time to time, when you least expect it.

What's the most effective way to lose baggage? You throw them out, the worthless irritating piece of junk.

Quite frankly, you have some nerve. Its sad for you to be living out some wimpy childhood dreams of an unrequited love with someone whom you have had the chance with in the past. It is inconceivable that you would expect your ex to get back to you when quite clearly, all that you are now is just a living, breathing example of the complete desperate. It is absolutely rude and disrespectful, that you would compare someone whom I hold in such a high regard, someone whom I always think is better than me in so many ways, to be similar to some lousy two-cent hostess that you probably made out with when you life was at its lowest. Because quite frankly, if you would have a lounge hostess as a girlfriend, I would question your total upbringing and morality, and try to compare if it was on par with your desperation and ego which I reckon is totally off the charts. I mean why don't you just go ahead and live your fairytale with your hostess, and while your at it, bring her home and introduce her to your parents, who would probably agree that you've finally found someone just like you and so perfect; And finally you can impress her with your oh-so-cool 20 year old scrambler which probably would not hold up to any SRNewbie in TM, where you can trail just to pose in your latest gears and post photos in facebook isn't it. And when you're done impressing her, don't forget to pay for her services because hostesses do make house calls too, didn't you know?

And then you get all lonely, you go to some underage teen-filled club and you accidentally cheat on your hostess girlfriend by kissing another girl who didn't ask for it and besides, you didn't mean it....but when you're done with your loser worthless life, you discover: "hey why don't I sms or drop a call to my ex girlfriend, maybe she's leave her boyfriend and get back with me so we can have a wonderful life together again, just like back then when my parents still bought me underwear", which chances are they still do, judging by your nostalgic flashback of a life.

I can deduce your thoughts and dreams in five minutes, because its long enough that I pulled you along for this ride, and now my arms are aching. I believe, it is time for us to let you go as you're nothing more than a product way past its expiry date, Syufian.