Daily Prompt: Call Me, Maybe

Describe your relationship with your phone. Is it your lifeline, a buzzing nuisance, or something in between?

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This challenge reminds me of a quote from Forrest Gump (1994). In the movie, Forrest quote his mom, ‘my momma always said, “Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get”‘. Take my phone for instance, I will never know whose text I will receive. Knowing you, I know it would be almost impossible for me to receive a text from you first, if it does, it would be an unexpected pleasant surprise. However, my phone can be really annoying too. Especially when one group’s conversation keeps going on and on with all the nonsensical talks while I am doing school work, that is when it starts to become a buzzing nuisance to me. Hence, if you do realise, fact one-I can’t quite multitask very well and fact two-I get distracted easily.

Since we touch on chocolates, on side note: I personally like the smell of dark cocoa, it is bitter and yet semi-sweet at the same time-chocolates. One of the best stress/anger/sad (emotions) reliever.

Daily Prompt: Call Me, Maybe

Daily Prompt: Free Association

Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . .

. . . home. (family/heart/cozy)

. . . soil. (trees/mother nature/forest)

. . . rain. (quiet/musky/drench)

Use those words in the title of your post.

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Me: Hey. May I know what year is this?

Passer by: Err… 2013?

Me: Gosh. It’s already the 21st century?! My head hurts…

Passer by: Okay… You’re weird.

Passer by: Anyways, are you alright? Where do you live? Maybe I can walk you there.

Me: Where do I live? Home…

What is your definition of home? Shouldn’t home be a place where people feel safe, finds comfort and happy to live in? I could almost forgot that feeling. I spend most of my time running around, accepting challenges, and completing quest. And perhaps, finding my own identity. Not that I am hiding. As you know, mortals are nothing but selfish and judgmental human beings. What is their nature? Evil. Yes, you didn’t hear them wrong. I have seen worst: greed, violence and cruelty in them. There is no such thing as humanity back then. Even now, I will say that they are close to extinction. Back in my days, I enjoyed the nature built by Gaia, she’s the personification of Earth, the great mother of all-twelve Olympians, Titans, and Giants. She is our mother nature – The Goddess. The sound of cheery, chirpy birds and the familiar smell of fresh flowers and trees. In those days, weekdays was comparable to any other Saturdays and Sundays, no mundane in the normal. That was where I used to lived; a campsite in a forest, I supposed that explains the reason why. I miss those times, especially rainy days. The nature tends to elude this musky aroma, which happened to be my favorite natural fragrance. It was cozy, it was a place where I feel the sense of belonging, where I find comfort. It feels like home in a natural setting. I could tell you this was unlike any others.

She is different.

Daily Prompt: Free Association

Daily Prompt: Ready, Set Go

Set a timer for ten minutes. Open a new post. Start the timer, and start writing. When the timer goes off, publish.

It’s 10:45am now.

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Even though I am at work, I thought sparing 10 minutes for this challenge shouldn’t be too difficult. I have at least 8 drafts in the midst of it, pending for me to finish. This morning didn’t go too well for me. I got a cup of coffee from my office’s cafeteria, but the bottom of the cup appeared to be leaking. In order to stay optimistic, I told myself that this is a good thing ’cause I will have to finish this cup of coffee while it’s still warm-law of attraction.

Earlier this week, I was suppose to submit one of my post, however, after I was done with my writing, I realised that the post will (somewhat) reveal too much of myself, so I have decided to keep it as a draft instead. I still don’t like the thought of letting people to know much bout me. Not that I’m hiding or anything, but that feeling kind of scared me off at times.

Recently I came out with a few things that I have to do by the end of this year, and that includes ‘challenges’ such as I have score better in school, learn music composing, write a song or two, post a video of myself on YouTube (I have no idea what and how am I going to do), watch a movie in the cinema alone and et cetera. Maybe I should come out with a list. Damn, I’m boring. I know this is a very choppy piece of writing, ’cause I write everything and anything that comes up to me now. I’m still disturbed by the toilet incident that happened last Monday though. Anyway, time’s up. Ciao.

Daily Prompt: Ready, Set Go

Daily Prompt: Call Me Ishmael

Take the first sentence from your favorite book and make it the first sentence of your post.

“Who am I? And how, I wonder, will this story end?”

“The sun has come up and I am sitting by a window that is foggy with the breath of a life gone by.”

That is the first two sentences taken from The Notebook (1996) written by Nicholas Sparks. It was not the best book that I have read by far. However, it left me a very deep impression considering the fact that I read it when I first started my entire reading habit few years ago. Well to be exact, it was (roughly) 3 years ago. The Notebook is an almost perfect too good to be true romance novel. Yet, sometimes, you will start to wonder if people like Noah and Allie (main characters of the book) really do exist in this 21st century. The thing is, after reading The Notebook, it reconstructed my perception of love to a higher level. As years flew by, times like this make me doubt my belief, and it kind of sucks to think that there is no such (almost perfection) love alive.

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Daily Prompt: Call Me Ishmael

Daily Prompt: Plead the Fifth

What question do you hate to be asked? Why?

How are you?

No way.

Not again.

Not this question.

I’m seriously amazed by every human beings who don’t get tired of asking this. Won’t you get sick of it? Ever since I started working at my current workplace, I have wasted a hell lot time dealing with people who asked this question. I can’t stand all the vague conversations I always hear from people, especially those from my workplace. I get that question day in, day out to the extent that I came up with a list of standard reply I should give whenever they asked.

1. I’m fine / good / great / alright / tired

2. Could be better, could be worse

3. Neither dead nor alive

4. Still breathing

Pessimistic? That’s none of your business. There! I said it!

Well, how could it be possible for me not to use this question then? The thing is, I will only ask when I am really concerned about this particular friend. Truthfully and sincerely. I wouldn’t ask if I don’t care. But that’s for me.

So, I was saying, ‘How are you?’

Daily Prompt: Plead the Fifth

Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

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This was taken last May, while I was on my way back from Halong Bay – Hanoi, Vietnam. He was the first person I saw when I got out from the ferry. He sat on the lifebuoy in deep thoughts, looking afar. This was when I point my camera at him and took a shot of him secretly without him knowing. What’s more admirable than a person in deep thought?

Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

Daily Prompt: Audience of One

Picture the one person in the world you really wish were reading your blog. Write her or him a letter.

I am pretty sure this person I chose have never read my blog, yet. However, if I get to pick the one person in the world, I really wish it was you.

Let’s name this person Anonymous.

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