Bubbles

Peace be upon you.

Hello. My fingers feel awkward to swirl on these keyboard. It's been that long since I last post anything. I miss the time I had to write stories, journal and poem. Now my college has finished, I pray my degree is not another wrong option I make. It's a big step. As one of my teacher say, the degree is a baby step of a career you will have. I'm thinking of doing something about literature or something. Not science. My head burst with cries and exploded with tears every time a new formula enter my head. I'm really not in the Einstein group. More with the Van Gogh. Not that I match up to his level of course.

Anyway,

I've been giving a thought on doing a novel. An online novel. I have been searching the stories I made when I was in standard 6 only to find it burned to memories. But it's just a thought. I'm home for 4 days now and somehow it gives me unsettling feelings. Like, there is so much to do but so little time for it. I guess, time is chasing everyone.

I woke up today at 5 in the morning and charged my 33% phone. And when I checked it again, turns out my charger didn't work. Can you understand my rage to throw my phone? Iphone's cable really should be improve. Sigh.

My daily routines are shaping around re reading my old novel. I am currently reading the Bagaikan Puteri sequence by Ramlee Awang Murshid. The only Malay writer who succeed of proving, Malay novels can suck me into a deep hole of fantasy, fulfilling read and excited adventure of the world of words. These days, the new trend of Malay writing always revolves around love. You can predict the ending and it's an 'euw' for me.

Wow, this is a long post. Well, I shall write again soon.

p/s : Why am I writing like anyone's reading this ? LOL