Dreamed of my fav place

i dreamed i was visiting a village somewhere in Msia and was enjoying its beach. There was also a stall behind me that sells traditional hot Msian food. "Yummy", my stomach said..
It was a great view with fishermen boats came and were docking right infront of me.
It was a good dream.. And makes me think too, of how much i long to be there.

20.03.2010

everything seems too heavy and i end up doing nothing.
Am i doing the right thing?
Ofcourse not.
ofcourse not.

i wanna go back to Msia.
im a different man over there.

i like myself more when im in Malaysia rather than here.
i became a person, so different.
A person, with motivation in his life.
Not that im not motivated here,
its just tht, things seem much harder.
Doing just about anything beneficial, seem like, 10 times harder.

Gotta keep going
gotta keep going.

gibberish

An empty can,
on the shelf,
facing the sunlight.
It is so rusty,
yet it's still remain on the shelf.
Sumtimes it get filled,
but because of the holes,
it got empty again after that.

This is a worthless can,
on a gud shelf.
Does not thank for where it is,
nor the fact of it able to face the window, looking at the blue sky and the shining bright sun.

It threw away what was given.

Poor empty can.
It does not realize what it's owner has done to give it a lot of opportunities.

The can has one big hole.
It tried to cover it, but ends miserably.

It tried and tried, but the hole is still there.
Who can help this empty can?
no one..

there is still time, it told itself,
but days after days, the hole still remains there,
unrepaired..

it is a weak can.
a very weak can,
only sometimes it becomes strong and show how a can like it deserve to be on the shelf.

It needs to remember who put it there.
So that it can be thankful,
and find the strength to repair the hole that's destroying itself.