Hiatus.
It has been a while since I slowed down on my life pace to write. To be honest, I have not been actively writing for a long time since I started working. Goodness, I REALLY miss writing and journalism. It is the 'unspeakable excitement' that made me go into journalism major. Oh... I am longing for the 'excitement'.
And... I am hoping to get out from my daily sombre tasks soon!
Since today (and tomorrow) is a public holiday, I take the initiative to write a topic that I had ponder upon. Should be interesting...
Writer's note: I still have the narrating/opinion writer skills to tell the events.
Monday, November 4, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
没有妈妈的日子：第276天
Despise. Anonymity.
"If one wanted to express opinions (radically), please speak through your true self. DON’T hide under the ‘mask’ the Internet provides for you. Say, if that anonymous person is a male, I’ll assume he’s gutless."
"Whatever said to another person publicly, he or she should take full responsibility towards it. Assuming that a speech is derogatory to a party, he or she should be responsible to it and give reasonable justifications."
"There is freedom, and there are also restrictions. Critical opinions are always welcomed as they can drive change. These opinions turn ugly when the words used attack one’s personality by accusing one of being such awful things as being a fraud, dishonest, daft, and so on."
Full article on LoyarBurok: http://www.loyarburok.com/2013/09/18/despise-anonymity
"If one wanted to express opinions (radically), please speak through your true self. DON’T hide under the ‘mask’ the Internet provides for you. Say, if that anonymous person is a male, I’ll assume he’s gutless."
"Whatever said to another person publicly, he or she should take full responsibility towards it. Assuming that a speech is derogatory to a party, he or she should be responsible to it and give reasonable justifications."
"There is freedom, and there are also restrictions. Critical opinions are always welcomed as they can drive change. These opinions turn ugly when the words used attack one’s personality by accusing one of being such awful things as being a fraud, dishonest, daft, and so on."
Full article on LoyarBurok: http://www.loyarburok.com/2013/09/18/despise-anonymity
Thursday, August 15, 2013
没有妈妈的日子：第241天
Those days...
I was once a child. An innocent young mind, eager to grow up and explore.
Yes. I remembered (roughly) about this me, more than 15 years ago.
Today over lunch, I visited this kopitiam that I used to visit in my childhood days, for breakfast and lunch, sometimes dinner. I used to stayed around the area that kopitiam situated.
And today, I was again back to the shop.
For the past 10-odd years, the kopitiam had gone through much changes. Stalls' operators moved out and back, shop renovated, changed of kopitiam owner, and diners getting lesser. Although it might not looked like what I had in my mind, I came back for the reminiscent.
The purpose of this blog post is my thought about childhood reminiscent.
While having my meal, I saw two boys, talking enthusiastically with each other. I did not hear their conversation content. It was the image that captivated me...
The boys were cheerfully talking to one another and walking together towards the other end of the shops.
Such simple scenario fascinated me. Some might not noticed because of its' decency. But to me, I see something great behind the decency.
Does anyone noticed (from my narrative writing) that the two boys DOES NOT held any electronic gadgets on their hands?
That was amazed me at the first place. There ARE still children today who are not stick to their fancy electronic gadgets! Woah!
Whoever are their parents, I salute them for it, not exposing their children at a tender age. And having let them to have human interaction with one another.
I was once a child. An innocent young mind, eager to grow up and explore.
Yes. I remembered (roughly) about this me, more than 15 years ago.
Today over lunch, I visited this kopitiam that I used to visit in my childhood days, for breakfast and lunch, sometimes dinner. I used to stayed around the area that kopitiam situated.
And today, I was again back to the shop.
For the past 10-odd years, the kopitiam had gone through much changes. Stalls' operators moved out and back, shop renovated, changed of kopitiam owner, and diners getting lesser. Although it might not looked like what I had in my mind, I came back for the reminiscent.
The purpose of this blog post is my thought about childhood reminiscent.
While having my meal, I saw two boys, talking enthusiastically with each other. I did not hear their conversation content. It was the image that captivated me...
The boys were cheerfully talking to one another and walking together towards the other end of the shops.
Such simple scenario fascinated me. Some might not noticed because of its' decency. But to me, I see something great behind the decency.
Does anyone noticed (from my narrative writing) that the two boys DOES NOT held any electronic gadgets on their hands?
That was amazed me at the first place. There ARE still children today who are not stick to their fancy electronic gadgets! Woah!
Whoever are their parents, I salute them for it, not exposing their children at a tender age. And having let them to have human interaction with one another.
This simple yet meaningful scenario inspired me to educate my children (if I have) to use technology wisely... not too much or glued to a device 24/7 and also not refused to have access to the rich information on the Internet.
Love the boy's smile. (Image from: http://ccoa-beecave.blogspot.com)
Writer's note: I haven't been blogging on similar topics about life for years it seems! I should motivate myself more in the future.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
没有妈妈的日子：第222天
Blogging absence...
Hello there!
It has been more than one month since my last blog post. Well... life is busy for me (or was it me that before less interested in blogging?).
I'll update what happened for the past one month plus.
1. Curating.
This is similar to what some would call, "caretaker". I "care take" an account on Twitter on 6th July to the 12th July. And I took the curating job, voluntarily. Yes, I learned a lot.
As you act as a caretaker, you need to carry a positive image to the account. You have around thousand followers on the curating account. Would a person say something, deemed appropriate to have other users to hate? Carrying a positive image is listed on the rules. If yes, I believe the admin could stop you immediately.
When you are given the access to curate, also read the rules and regulations. Simple as that. No sensitive topics (politics, gender, religion, race and others), not misusing the curating account for personal benefits, courteous, and interacts with other users to maintain a two-way communication.
Here is a screen shot prove of the timeline on the curating account.
Here's a photo I took few hours before I submit the newsletter. "UrbanScenes July 2013 issue". Ha, ha, ha! And I featured the Agent Provocateur story in my front page!
My personal favourite would be "Importance of Mobile Data In The 21st Century". I managed to get the ever-famous iOS fanatic Pradeesh as my interviewee!
p/s: What will happen in the later half of 2013 for me? Well, I'll be doing internship.
Hello there!
It has been more than one month since my last blog post. Well... life is busy for me (or was it me that before less interested in blogging?).
I'll update what happened for the past one month plus.
1. Curating.
This is similar to what some would call, "caretaker". I "care take" an account on Twitter on 6th July to the 12th July. And I took the curating job, voluntarily. Yes, I learned a lot.
As you act as a caretaker, you need to carry a positive image to the account. You have around thousand followers on the curating account. Would a person say something, deemed appropriate to have other users to hate? Carrying a positive image is listed on the rules. If yes, I believe the admin could stop you immediately.
When you are given the access to curate, also read the rules and regulations. Simple as that. No sensitive topics (politics, gender, religion, race and others), not misusing the curating account for personal benefits, courteous, and interacts with other users to maintain a two-way communication.
Here is a screen shot prove of the timeline on the curating account.
What I love about curating was I get responses and replies from different users. I shared my thoughts, opinions and experiences and the users do the same in return. I can say this two-way communication is a learning experience, reading their comments and gaining information from their Tweets.
2. Creative or Final Year Project.
The ultimate stage has come.
Yes... Taking Final Year Project spells the end of my degree is nearing. One can take their final year project or FYP when they are nearing their studies.
It was last week I submitted my creative project.
For me, it's either I can choose FYP (research paper or thesis as some calls it) or Creative Project. I opted for Creative Project which I did five articles, compiled it and make it into a newsletter. I despise doing research papers.
My personal favourite would be "Importance of Mobile Data In The 21st Century". I managed to get the ever-famous iOS fanatic Pradeesh as my interviewee!
p/s: What will happen in the later half of 2013 for me? Well, I'll be doing internship.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
没有妈妈的日子：第183天
Importance...
I don't know where to start. It is once again some feelings that troubled me.
It started as anger. An anger because of feeling desolated by an important one.
That was an act of avoidance. Avoidance due to anger.
But when comforted because of my anger-avoidance act by the person, I was completely given up. And (almost) started to feel despair and cry.
I don't have an idea why I'm that soft-hearted and emotional to the person.
If this is some other human beings, I would start scolding like some street bully and telling them to stay away from me life.
Unlike this one, where I 'surrendered' all my emotions....
Here is a bit of thought today,
Summarized everything I want to say.
Yes, the importance of that particular person.
Writer's note: The Only One I thought I had given up many times... In fact, I do not.
I don't know where to start. It is once again some feelings that troubled me.
That was an act of avoidance. Avoidance due to anger.
But when comforted because of my anger-avoidance act by the person, I was completely given up. And (almost) started to feel despair and cry.
I don't have an idea why I'm that soft-hearted and emotional to the person.
If this is some other human beings, I would start scolding like some street bully and telling them to stay away from me life.
Unlike this one, where I 'surrendered' all my emotions....
Here is a bit of thought today,
Summarized everything I want to say.
Yes, the importance of that particular person.
Writer's note: The Only One I thought I had given up many times... In fact, I do not.
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