Saturday, November 20, 2010

Mimpi Yang Sempurna Bukan Peter Porn!!!!

Honestly waking up in the morning is often the hardest part of my day. Especially when me and Scarlet Johannson is on the way to make love, when she hold my head and i was kissing every inch of her and about to reach her breast when she suddenly vibrate and keep on shaking my head. I wonder why.

The next thing i knew, it always end up with my mobile phone besides me, shaking and forcing me to wake up and leave my dream. Wet dream.

I had this kind of conversation with my friend about this kind of dream. How can we adjust the timing, make it earlier and how to be in control of our own dream. To never interrupt the love making process.

Back then during my school days, one of my senior, he seems to have this kind of ability to control his own dream. A Kelantanese. A tall and dark boy who bragged a lot. One word that i could still recall was "ko, kalu mu nok raser sek pun bulih, masa tido mung pakso jaga, dale mimpi mung tampar tampar muko mung sampei bangun dale mimpi tuh, lepas tuh, mung dh kawa mimpi mung buak la apo pun, mu nok rome siti pung buleh"

sorry, this aint the exact word he uttered, but some points are there. Yeah, Kelantanese and bragging.

So, as expected, as a young boy, a kiddo, a young taiko, i tried that every time before i went to bed.
Focus, think of what you want, and focus.....

I failed on every attempt. It always end up, i woke up late under my bed. Seriously..under.... beneath.....was trying to escape from my obligation as a student to go to the Surau and pray.
If everything's fucked up, i'll end up with a giant slap on my face, or even worse, 'Jalan Itik pusing asrama 5 round'.....If it wasnt the punishment received from the wardens, it would be from the form 5 kids. That is just how they toughen you up at the boarding school. Try that on kids nowadays and you'll end up in jail. Seriously.

Back to the topic..... so, last few days, i asked my roommate the same question, could we control our own dream. And from his theory, he confidently explained that we can, but we cant change the setting.

I dare not to try. Imagine if i try................i'll woke up late and stuck on my way to the lrt station for 30 minutes and that could cost me hours of quality time at the office. Most importantly i may have to sacrifice my smoking break which i think among the best part of my life in the office. I'll end up with stress and disorganized. I love that. It's a challenge. Each time i survived, i felt more alive. But i only love the ending, never once did i say i love the whole process. Still whatever the outcome, i wouldnt dare trying.

Everyone has a dream. Each and everyone of the human race.

For me, the only dream i think i can control, is life. Focus, think of what i want most, think hard, focus and of course work on it.....

i had a dream, a beautiful one,
i have my own house, not too big. Just nice for me and the loved ones.
and we laugh together in the house
and we fight and argue in the kitchen
where i sometimes sleep on the couch
where i come back late and fall asleep on the couch with my projector tv open
and when i wake up, i am covered with blanket and pillow.

first...i need money. A huge sum of money. Money is a symbol of success. At least i think that way.

Money to buy the house, and everything else is complete.

Ah yeah, for the last two paragraph in bold.. i'll need a maid.




I have a dream.......- Human Race.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

saya suka baca ini!

Rizwan Zainal said...

thank you anon