Am I lost or I am just destined to rest?
For almost a month now... I am free again... No obligations but a prisoner of home. (Laughs). To be honest, I am never bothered until people starts to be bothered about my situation. Global Financial Crisis, sounds scary right? Yes, I am feel'n it, but it does'nt sinks in to me very well... maybe that is the reason why I am so relaxed. Not complacent, but relaxed.
They are right, I should not be, but I have learned my lesson... I'll be picky this time around and not settle for what is available.
Maybe the story of the "Three Little Pigs" is indeed a true story... Every life has its own Big Bad Wolf. But if life's patterned to that, i should be smiling by now. As always, I am a man of hope. I've built myself a house of hay that was easily blown away. I've managed to built myself a house of sticks, but unfortunately, it did'nt click... and now... hopefully now... Bricks will come my way, and it will be sufficient and enough for me to stay.
All this time, I would like to think that its just me... I am no idenial... but its all destiny, my destiny to be unlucky, to experience junk for a while but learn at the same time. It has been twice that I have encountered the unfortunate of being fortunate, never I would like to return.
Charms of the world, please hunt me now.. come and get me please.
For almost a month now... I am free again... No obligations but a prisoner of home. (Laughs). To be honest, I am never bothered until people starts to be bothered about my situation. Global Financial Crisis, sounds scary right? Yes, I am feel'n it, but it does'nt sinks in to me very well... maybe that is the reason why I am so relaxed. Not complacent, but relaxed.
They are right, I should not be, but I have learned my lesson... I'll be picky this time around and not settle for what is available.
Maybe the story of the "Three Little Pigs" is indeed a true story... Every life has its own Big Bad Wolf. But if life's patterned to that, i should be smiling by now. As always, I am a man of hope. I've built myself a house of hay that was easily blown away. I've managed to built myself a house of sticks, but unfortunately, it did'nt click... and now... hopefully now... Bricks will come my way, and it will be sufficient and enough for me to stay.
All this time, I would like to think that its just me... I am no idenial... but its all destiny, my destiny to be unlucky, to experience junk for a while but learn at the same time. It has been twice that I have encountered the unfortunate of being fortunate, never I would like to return.
Charms of the world, please hunt me now.. come and get me please.
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