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I write to keep from going mad from the contradictions I find among mankind - and to work some of those contradictions out for myself. If ordinary people complain that I speak too much of myself, I complain that they do not even think of themselves. - Michel de Montaigne

Friday, August 27

how i wish i can..

carry this laptop everywhere.
I want to blog everything I see & feel . Not to show-off that I own a blog and all but, this is what I like to do. My passion is in writing & when I write, everything reveals. Not exactly. I have to keep some thoughts at the back of my mind as to abstain from being attack by some kind of predator. Whatever I write is spontaneous. If you happen to hate it, that's your problem darling.
I wanted to blog since last week. But, my dad brought it Kuching so, I was left un-blogged. You see, I have had this problem since forever. I tend to forget everything I did when I blog. However, I'm not gonna leave this blog till' I find something to blog on.

I'll start with the school trial. I don't know how it goes but, I managed to finish all of them. Four more papers to go next week. Every single time I could not answer one of the question in the exam, I would go out and walk to the toilet. There was one day that I wore baju kurung to school and as I walked back to my classroom, I realized something. It felt like I was walking on a runway. Had anyone realize that? The school is a square and the whole school could see you walking to the toilet or labs or wherever. Everyone is watching you, well, maybe. But, really, it felt that way to me. Because of that, I walked faster now. LOL. Anyway, I find it hard for me to walk in baju kurung. I used to walk fast but then, when I wore baju kurung, I almost stumbled. Not to say it's a culture shock or anything as I wore them in Form 3, it felt different now. I can go on and on and on about this. Really.

These week alone, I have discovered a lot of things. One of them was I like to talk to myself. Every day, hour and second. No matter what the circumstances is, I will talk to myself. LOL. Even if you are talking to me, I'll talk with my inner self. Maybe it has become a habit but, it's fun. Try-lah. Anyway, my room is in a mess. REAL MESS. I'll clean it up first thing in the morning. I hope so.


Okay, here's the deal. I'm just gonna end this here cause it's getting late. If I have the chance, I'll blog tomorrow. The problem is, whenever I have something in mind to blog I got no chance to go blogging. So, whose fault is that anyway?




  

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