incessantly in english, laughing haughtily noisily so that people can here how bloody ‘in the moment’ they are, pretending they have anything interesting to say, when all they talk about fall into the following;
- the internet speed
- online gaming
- persatuan shit
- jobs and ‘planning ahead’
- phones and tablets and computer
- infantile talk about the country
oh well, i might too judgmental of people, kata patek. you can’t be too choosy of people. and the outward can deceive, like going back home from kl sentral to ukm holding a cup of coffee bean while reading classic copy brave new world while listening to the pillow on your ipod with a small luggage with MAS’s golden class club tag at the handle. i feel bloody pretentious. ah well, at least the person next to you is reading cracked.com.
the word hipster come to mind. apparently it’s a west african term derived from ‘hepcat’ (or something that spells similarly), which translates to those who know what’s up. i don’t know, i just heard this on the bus yesterday watching palm trees and wondering how vast and unoccupied the land of johor is.
sometimes the excitement to talk to your friends dies down after the first thirty minutes and then you find it unbearable to sit next to them that you wish to be transported to some silent cubicle where no one really bothers you. after all, why bother wasting your time watching Minyak Dagu when you can watch Liberal Arts? why sit on a table for hours when you really have nothing of importance to talk about?
it’s all a matter of preference and motive in the end.
i go to surau now.
Liberal Arts is the one with Josh Radnor and Lizzie Olsen right? have you watched it? is it good?
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ok la i think. it's sorta…. familiar, in a way. letter writing and all hewhew.
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