Catatan II

Spent the day inside the house today, attending to my resume. Sent application to some electronic company in TPM and Intel, applied to petronas, looked over Sirim, scouting for Aecom and the rest. Emails, and the business of replying and writing them.

Too bad we didn’t go to the Australian museum. I want to see Deep Ocean exhibition. Freaking whales. Shall we watch the movie The squid and the whale? Maybe after Tasmania.

Volunteering for the Daffodil day sometime in august.

God, I need to watch those documentaries they showed last semester.

Then Awe masak nasi ayam and there was Eee who spent the day sleeping in their bed. I should not like to spread myself on the bed. It is dangerous. Z and her snakes. The mysticism of Zetty Kingsfordi.

Ate sushi and udon. Cheesecake. Easyway. Bruneians. Nyum nyum. Made kek pisang.

Schizo guy bangs on the door until they called the police.

Turkish women on the difference of sunni and syiah (still a dominant question I see). I ought to learn to speak jzkk. But how false! It ought to come genuine from the heart. Terima kasih. We are so accustomed to accommodating we forget about assimilating. Nothing of our selves are ever imparted to the world.

I shall charm the moon.

Finished with Sophie’s World. I hate Sophie. I no longer like philosophy. What is the opposite of love? Aversion? Philo hydrophilic. Hydrophobic. Phobiasophy. The heck.

I shall get used to humans after all. I serve everyone but myself.

Maybe I ought to become a teacher.

I want to become humble and disappear from the world for a while. And then emerge like an opus. I want to sojourn.

But where to?

Typically Turkey. But how magnificent to be in Greece. I want to bask in the heart of those genuine seekers of truth. Of poets philosophers and prophets.

Sorbonne. I saw the name yesterday. Oh thr hip lecturer gave me that thr other day.

I want to melt in everything in order to forget you. But first, I must immortalize you, o flaming one. The fool shall now what he has wrought to this soul. His supreme shall reign but the echoes of rage shall ring distantly.

And so I resign this night, and shall continue tomorrow, without any thoughts whatsoever. Automatic writing.

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