Flames dance on crashing waves, guiding ships that have gone astray..

Bonfires burn like beacons,

Guiding the lost and weakened.

"Black eyes, broken fingers,

Blood drips and I let it run,

down my lips into my swollen gums,

When hope is non-existent,

Our instincts all scream "Run",

We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue. "

I feel very rebellious today, I don't know why. I just feel like I have something to fight for. But I mean in Brunei? I don't think so. Maybe some place else other than here, I don't know. Maybe when I get back to Kuala Lumpur I'll find something that i've got to fight for..

I can't wait, no long now. Kota Kinabalu, here I come!