shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.shit.
thank you.
gone insane,
nfhms.
March 17, 2010
spoken vs written
i've written this one year ago, if i'm not mistaken.
and i've posted it in my facebook notes.
yet,
i feel like putting it here.
so, here it goes.
SPOKEN vs WRITTEN
what is spoken flies;
somehow or rather, it remains.
spoken is associated with nonverbal elements.
the smiles, the frowns, the winks,
the intonation, the body gestures are somehow is captured and stored in our mind.
what is written remains.
it doesn't fly, yet words are only words.
it stays as a document.
it is not important on how it is presented.
written can be manipulated. we can't see truth in writings.
we can't see smiles or frowns, we can't see anger, love or resentment.
spoken or written,
one flies and one stays,
the face you see and the words you read,
is everything that important anyway.
what are faces, what are words,
when meaning is absent,
everything becomes nothing...
indisicive as always,
nfhms.
and i've posted it in my facebook notes.
yet,
i feel like putting it here.
so, here it goes.
SPOKEN vs WRITTEN
what is spoken flies;
somehow or rather, it remains.
spoken is associated with nonverbal elements.
the smiles, the frowns, the winks,
the intonation, the body gestures are somehow is captured and stored in our mind.
what is written remains.
it doesn't fly, yet words are only words.
it stays as a document.
it is not important on how it is presented.
written can be manipulated. we can't see truth in writings.
we can't see smiles or frowns, we can't see anger, love or resentment.
spoken or written,
one flies and one stays,
the face you see and the words you read,
is everything that important anyway.
what are faces, what are words,
when meaning is absent,
everything becomes nothing...
indisicive as always,
nfhms.
March 16, 2010
time flies
time flies like an arrow,
fruit flies like a banana...
yeah.
time really flies fast, unrealized.
now, it is the middle of march.
only now i realized i'm getting closer to the final exam. *clears throat*
tons of assignment need to be done and submitted before the exam starts.
must stay in DL.must stay...
need more efforts.must put more efforts.
my room is a mess.=.='
this happens, towards the end of every semester.
i wish time could slowdown its speed.
or perhaps i could turn back time.
must be fun and helpful if i have the 'click' remote... :D
so little time yet so many things to do.
*sigh*
yours truly,
nfhms.
fruit flies like a banana...
yeah.
time really flies fast, unrealized.
now, it is the middle of march.
only now i realized i'm getting closer to the final exam. *clears throat*
tons of assignment need to be done and submitted before the exam starts.
must stay in DL.must stay...
need more efforts.must put more efforts.
my room is a mess.=.='
this happens, towards the end of every semester.
i wish time could slowdown its speed.
or perhaps i could turn back time.
must be fun and helpful if i have the 'click' remote... :D
so little time yet so many things to do.
*sigh*
yours truly,
nfhms.
March 15, 2010
Get Wet
first of all,
i’m so sorry.
i know i promise to update you always about my days spent at Pangkor but i failed to keep my promise.
time spent was too precious that i have second thought of updating everything straight away of i had done there. one thing after another made 3 days being there feel so short.
ironically, nothing much i did there but drenching myself in the wide sea.
again, i felt the soft sand between my toes. i like how it felt, the feeling that i have long yearned for. i carved a smile. i love to see my footsteps along the seashore. i think they’re cute. they are what i called a natural art. but i felt sad the moment the waves washed it away. *sob sob*
i love to look at the view of the sea and of course the island itself. i enjoy sunrise and sunset views very much but sadly to say, i watched none at Pangkor due to overslept and tiredness. =.=’
the boat trip was fun. i love the harshness of the breeze. if i have to express how it felt, i would say that it was seductive. the sea water is clear enough to see those beautiful creatures and corals. i bent my body to see them, but what i saw was my shadow instead. i laughed. Oh, i need to focus! after a few attempts, then i managed to see them and captured a photo of them. as much as i love beaches, i don’t snorkel. i am scared and i don’t know why. but i do swim. (what’s the difference?)
looking for the end of the sea and failed to find one makes me realized that i still have a long way to go. i still have a lot more to experience. but all are beyond the eyes can see. nobody knows what the future holds. even to those who wear eyeliners. (huh¿)
i had seafood for lunch and dinner. i don’t know what the name of the recipe was nor i ever care how it was cooked but i fancied the crab very much. i ate and ate and ate until i realized everyone else had finished eating. well, it reminds me the time i lived in Sabah before whereby seafood is a must as my main course.
Oh yes. i got small cuts. one is under my left toe and another one is on my left elbow. my body is aching and i am tired because of the long journey and packed activities.
Though, remember all the moments there, the tiredness and pain left me…
vacation worshiper,
nfhms.
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i’m so sorry.
i know i promise to update you always about my days spent at Pangkor but i failed to keep my promise.
time spent was too precious that i have second thought of updating everything straight away of i had done there. one thing after another made 3 days being there feel so short.
ironically, nothing much i did there but drenching myself in the wide sea.
again, i felt the soft sand between my toes. i like how it felt, the feeling that i have long yearned for. i carved a smile. i love to see my footsteps along the seashore. i think they’re cute. they are what i called a natural art. but i felt sad the moment the waves washed it away. *sob sob*
i love to look at the view of the sea and of course the island itself. i enjoy sunrise and sunset views very much but sadly to say, i watched none at Pangkor due to overslept and tiredness. =.=’
the boat trip was fun. i love the harshness of the breeze. if i have to express how it felt, i would say that it was seductive. the sea water is clear enough to see those beautiful creatures and corals. i bent my body to see them, but what i saw was my shadow instead. i laughed. Oh, i need to focus! after a few attempts, then i managed to see them and captured a photo of them. as much as i love beaches, i don’t snorkel. i am scared and i don’t know why. but i do swim. (what’s the difference?)
looking for the end of the sea and failed to find one makes me realized that i still have a long way to go. i still have a lot more to experience. but all are beyond the eyes can see. nobody knows what the future holds. even to those who wear eyeliners. (huh¿)
i had seafood for lunch and dinner. i don’t know what the name of the recipe was nor i ever care how it was cooked but i fancied the crab very much. i ate and ate and ate until i realized everyone else had finished eating. well, it reminds me the time i lived in Sabah before whereby seafood is a must as my main course.
Oh yes. i got small cuts. one is under my left toe and another one is on my left elbow. my body is aching and i am tired because of the long journey and packed activities.
Though, remember all the moments there, the tiredness and pain left me…
vacation worshiper,
nfhms.
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