listening to the song smell of desire makes me feel kinda … hmmm missing the good old school days, not that good actually, so-so la. i used to listen to this song through out the nights before every deep sleep. ahh missing old friends. i wonder what are the doing now. we were those bunch of kids playing ‘lap lap fu’ and computer games on every examination eves, battling the tension of getting to pass yet another paper, not to mention the tension of mistakes made on the previous one. it’s kinda funny to recall back those memories i’ve been forgotten just by an inch of time arghhh… such a wonderful moment in life, I’m telling you now.
remembering back time, student life is the best. University life is awesome. no worries about anything, roaming around here and there, lazying around doing nothing, spending a whole week alone and lonesome with my babies (music instruments) and a desktop computer making music, friends sometimes came to my room and we did a little jam ended up writing a new song for my band, dinner at 1 o’clock in the morning, killing time looking at people, and the most fun i had was spending time on a bus, most probably 2 to 3 hours or such, riding the scene of life. Peeking through the window of reality made me wanna come back to our beloved Sabah even more than anything Kuala Lumpur can satisfy me. I know, it was the best place for my entertainment but then i couldn’t stand the pressure from the surrounding, not even from the person next to me. racism all over the place and i kinda hate that ideology.
During the days in Kuala Lumpur, chances of getting more cash was a big no problem. 4 years living in the big city, and every time i need money i’ll just ask from back home. i was at war and every time i asked for back ups, they’ll come. i’ve always thought it will be that simple onwards, but i guess i’ve made a big mistake on that. well, living on your own now is like asking for mo troubles in every bit of a second. Dashing the highway on a 2 hours ride just for an extra cash …well, i did that LMAO. that was when my family is in town. ohh, sweet memories, indeed.
Kuala Lumpur will always be a place of experience. i’ve never get bored of K.L. Too many place to lurk around and to see those different faces is like an all time treasure. Deep down is saying, i would like to live there again some other day, but it’ll will take me a thousand times to think back if i am ready to do that again or not hahaha.