Along the way you bump into people who make dent in your life. Some people get kick from job. Some are born to suicide on top of apartment..a ghostly apartment. some are artists. Some become spaceman.
Then come myself..selfishly dreaming again and again. Wasting the golden time.
"Bro...apa kes?
" nahhh...nothing much. Spreading the word LOVE to myself. With this frustrating job...what else to dream"
"ala you can dream watever you want brother. What ever you like!"
" perhaps...you are right due"
" Jom lepak...ngeteh"
" okay saja...mane mahu lepak"
" for god sake, sudah sudah lah slang kau tu beruk"
"WTF...jom la lepak...kau ambik bleh"
"set!"
Kuala Lumpur is blessed. Food, music, shops and traffics. To go out to the nearest shop might take 30min journey and it should concider Kuala lumpur wonders. And With RM100 in the wallet, it can be spend within 3 mins just buy buying nice T-shirt. Thats even wonderful.
Its rains quite heavy these few days. Lucky our sweet lovely trip to singapore the other week make it worth to visit. With no harm to judge, i highly respect the transportation and the city managment in Singapore. Salute..(seriously..i dont to talk much about that country...owh malaysia i love awak jugak)
"Bro...seluar pendek boleh"
"la apsal tak boleh..gi lepak je pun"
"manala tau...suddenly u bring me to high end place..die man..die"
"Fulus tak cukup bro..mamak sudey"
"Fulus pun K.O....but Milo pun sudah mahal"
" tau takpe...jom la layan kat area Damansara...opps..taklehh..minyak tak cukup"
'aissey...dekat dekat sudah"
I feel like living somewhere in Japan. Where cost of living and time travel time that will kill you. So what ever it is, i still have my heart to Kuala Lumpur.
Everyday i pray.I wish upon the unseen stars and blurry blue moon. With hope that all my wishes be granted. to make her my beloved wife and make babies like no body business.
Its about time now. To move ahead. Look straigh and be proud of my ability. Not to walk to fast. Having a leisure time looking around at people and browsing choices that is waiting to be grab, hold and cherish.
Life do not promise anything. We promise ourself. Why can we do that promise..make the promise.
Better late that never..better be smilling than cry a river of bitterly regrets.
Done.
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