Twitter --
I compress everything into 140 characters or less. My thoughts become so random and insignificant and small so that they can fit into 140 characters or less. Bigger and deeper thoughts are difficult to break down to fit into Twitter, so I don't tweet about them. I just abandon any big and deep thoughts and continue thinking small and stupid.
Tumblr--
I read through other peoples thoughts and reblogged anything that seemed to resemble my own thoughts. It's like other people's thoughts become my thoughts. And I become the same as everybody else.
Maybe I should delete my Twitter and Tumblr and stick to blogging like I used to? I feel like I was more intelligent when I actually had to think of my own words and not steal other peoples stupid lines.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
When all else fails, make a list.
I want to write about so many things. So, I shall make a list. Because lists are fun to make :)
1. I've entered university. I'm currently studying at University of Nottingham, which might sound fancy but its not. Why? Because it's in the middle of nowhere. Semenyih, to be exact. Where the hell is Semenyih? Even I'm not too sure but it's in Selangor and it's 45 minutes away from Mid Valley by train on a day where we actually arrive on time and don't miss the trains.
2. So far, its only been a month since I've started here but I think too many people know who I am. I guess it's because I stick out like a sore thumb wrapped in a frilly pink bandage. I feel like I'm neither here nor there, in the sense that I don't look local but I don't sound foreign but at the same time I'm not from KL; I'm from Kuantan which doesn't justify the way I speak, the way I dress or the way I look. And since this place has people from all over the place, everybody has second guesses about me. I can lie and say I'm from Pakistan or Egypt or Europe and people will be like 50/50 but when I tell them the truth that I'm from Kuantan, they accept it but not without saying "Seriously?" or "Don't lie" or "That's in Malaysia, right?". Even my reaction to this is neither here nor there. I'm sort of flattered but kind of put off at the same time. I mean, come on. I'm not THAT different. Not that I don't enjoy being different, but I'm not so very different. Am I? See, neither here nor there.
3. It's only been a month but I've seen so many different kinds of people that I love and hate. There are the most beautiful Kazakhs and Irani's here, there are the Africans who look so alike that I can't tell one from the other and then there are the typical Malaysians who speak Manglish and say "I want nasi lemak" every single day. There are people who are sweet and huggable, there are people who are just here to smoke cigarettes and weed, two-faced people, hairy people, handsome people, really weird looking people, super rich people, extremely smart people and I can go on and on and on and on. This is like my ultimate people-watching spot because there are so many different kinds of people to watch.
4. The food here sucks. I'm eating Pakistani food everyday which includes briyani and naan. Good thing there's a pool here (which I don't use that frequently anyway, so no use haha)
5. K I'm out of ideas. This turned out to be a sucky list.
1. I've entered university. I'm currently studying at University of Nottingham, which might sound fancy but its not. Why? Because it's in the middle of nowhere. Semenyih, to be exact. Where the hell is Semenyih? Even I'm not too sure but it's in Selangor and it's 45 minutes away from Mid Valley by train on a day where we actually arrive on time and don't miss the trains.
2. So far, its only been a month since I've started here but I think too many people know who I am. I guess it's because I stick out like a sore thumb wrapped in a frilly pink bandage. I feel like I'm neither here nor there, in the sense that I don't look local but I don't sound foreign but at the same time I'm not from KL; I'm from Kuantan which doesn't justify the way I speak, the way I dress or the way I look. And since this place has people from all over the place, everybody has second guesses about me. I can lie and say I'm from Pakistan or Egypt or Europe and people will be like 50/50 but when I tell them the truth that I'm from Kuantan, they accept it but not without saying "Seriously?" or "Don't lie" or "That's in Malaysia, right?". Even my reaction to this is neither here nor there. I'm sort of flattered but kind of put off at the same time. I mean, come on. I'm not THAT different. Not that I don't enjoy being different, but I'm not so very different. Am I? See, neither here nor there.
3. It's only been a month but I've seen so many different kinds of people that I love and hate. There are the most beautiful Kazakhs and Irani's here, there are the Africans who look so alike that I can't tell one from the other and then there are the typical Malaysians who speak Manglish and say "I want nasi lemak" every single day. There are people who are sweet and huggable, there are people who are just here to smoke cigarettes and weed, two-faced people, hairy people, handsome people, really weird looking people, super rich people, extremely smart people and I can go on and on and on and on. This is like my ultimate people-watching spot because there are so many different kinds of people to watch.
4. The food here sucks. I'm eating Pakistani food everyday which includes briyani and naan. Good thing there's a pool here (which I don't use that frequently anyway, so no use haha)
5. K I'm out of ideas. This turned out to be a sucky list.
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