I love hospitals.
And I love deep conversations dekat Starbucks hospital
sambil pegang a Penguin Classic.
I love caramel on whipped cream.
I left my phone for hours and I think it's liberating.
Technology sucks.
I mean,
we write things online,trying to tell about ourselves but we end up
entah rambling rubbish and then everybody turns into an obsessive compulsive
bastard sebab check phone at least every 5 to 10 minutes sebab nak tengok ada tak text messages.Kalau takde,akan pergi sms atau kacau siapa siapa or just start being
depressed about tak di-text.
And then you stalk people on internet networking groups,and you track their trails.
Komen kat mana,pergi mana,pakai baju apa,gemuk ke kurus,potential ke tak.
And kita judge orang.
Kita just judge.
Suka music apa,tengok movie apa,what is their FB status ; entah some crappy quote or apakejadah aktiviti diorang every half an hour atau just komen berlagak pandai dan discriminating.
I dont know.
Technology sucks.
Accessible,ya.
Convenient,ya.
Keeps you connected,ya.
But in a way,
in a very very old fashioned romantic way,
I would really really love a letter.
A real pen on paper letter dengan biji biji bulat perfume murah.
Or just rindu rindu macam beruk
and you dont have time to think so much and too much about things that,really,
means nothing in the world.
Okay dah.
Penat.
Bye.
M