So here I am, at Chernarus..where should I start?
Btw what am I doing here? I should know that all the chaos had begin from here..why not just stay at Turkey? I'm already felt safe there..
"You should not go to Chernarus bro" said Umar. He's my friend I met in Ankara City before the apocalypse begin. We know each other online, both of us are musician. I flew over from Kuala Lumpur to Turkey to form a punk rock band with him and his friend. I just want to get a new life in Turkey..
But turns out our world had became a Zombieland before we had a change to make a demo. lol.
"You should not go to Turkey" said Sasha, my girlfriend, well I broke up with her before my flight to Turkey. We had our relationship around 5 years. She's very supportive, even after I quitting my job. I forming an independent music band with her and my friends, and driving an Uber as my income in Kuala Lumpur. Not finding a proper job because I just want to pursuit happiness and don't want to be part of the "societies' gear", want to became a "rock star" and being happy with with my gf. I guess this is life then..
But turns out Malaysia's music industry suck balls really hard. And about my gf, I cannot have her in my life because of the "rank" between us. She's from the rich family. Well I can't marry her without a proper job. Her family don't like me or approve me as her partner, and she doesn't want to run with me to Turkey either.
"You should not quitting your job" said Hisham. He's my colleague in sales company. We both are the same batch joining the company, same fresh year. since our first day we became a good working partner. We're really a workaholic, so hard we have been promoted from sales crew to assistant manager in just a year. The salaries is good, and having a good amount of money is the reason I wanna live in Kuala Lumpur. I guess this is life then..
But turns out with big amount of money equals bigger stress, robotic and plastic life. I'm just pretending to love my work. I thought money can give me happiness. Well I guess not.
"You should not go to Kuala Lumpur" said my uncle. I grew up with him since I'm 5 years old. My mom left me with him and never seeing her ever since. I live in a village in Melaka. I went to school just like the normal kids do, and my grade is not that much good like most brilliant kids do. I do love music, became a self-learning guitarist but not really a pro. My uncle is a religious person, always guide me according to the Holy Book. He didn't like me having a guitar at home, so I played a guitar at my friends' home. I finished my middle school, and since my education result is not that good I can't continue my studies in government university. My uncle cannot afford me to go to private university, and I work with my uncle as a rubber tapper. I guess this is life then..
But turns out life is more than just a rubber tapper. A lot of things i can do in a big city like Kuala Lumpur. Live in a village suck.
"You should't have been born" said my thoughts. At least that's what I felt so far in my life.
I guess I'm easily get bored in life. I like to do things in half way. Probably I'm not searching the "better" things. I just want to experience part of life and jump to another. It always doesn't enough for me. Probably just want an easy life, just thinking about myself, experiencing myself.
Even a good shelter in Ankara didn't fulfill me. I'm sorry Umar, I guess safety didn't make me happy. Probably "living" is not fulfilling me anymore.
At least I want to know what happen to Chernarus before i die. Try to experience life over here a little bit. Yup I'm just a compulsive and unthinking person. Probably it's a bit excited to die in Chernarus tho, since all things that happen started from here right?
I guess this is life then..