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HARI PERTAMA MENULIS (PRIMER DIA DE ESCRITURA)

Had a blanket day today. Can't seem to get up for most of sun-light. Following this new circle system so that I can get my life in order, scheduling all the fun times and the not-so-fun-times in a way that progresses like a wheel within a wheel within a wheel. Like my own exercise wheel, but I'm a rat with a mission(s).

Today the number of covid-19 cases have officially surpassed the 1 million mark. Of course, this doesn't mean the numbers are accurate considering that some countries might underreport and the numbers only tell the story of those who are tested, when there are a whole slew of people who have not even gotten close to accessing the proper facilities.

I'm regurgitating the news. It's my idea of a diary now. My daily reports on life. Just an idea so far. I've only started doing this today. I'm trying to decide whether to make this a more orderly endeavour, where my deftness in writing is put to the test. Where I sharpen my wit, lengthen my prose, nay, deepen it. Figure out the music to my madness. Or (notice how the way this whole paragraph is formed is already butchered by the number of sentences I've put after a sentence considering the word 'whether'), just a platter of streams-of-consciousness. A petri dish of muck.

I realised recently that how I've lived life straddle this line of order and chaos. Yuck. That's hackneyed.

(I know how to change my language settings to stop correcting my British English spellings into American English but I choose not to. I like the thought of a bunch of code scolding me for not sticking to my mythical American roots. The roots I've cultivated over a long period of Hollywoodization and MTV-ization as a child and as an unwitting adolescent.

I'm not going to be particular about grammar in these things that's for sure. Sometimes, neither spelling. I might even entertain the idea of using these blog posts as a way for me to actually improve on the languages I'm learning or polishing my Malay mother tongue.

Polishing a tongue sounds like a painful act.

Anyway, asyik asyik cakap Bahasa Inggeris je bosan lah.

I've stopped talking about my day, ya allah, mari kita kembali ke haluan asal.

Aku sekarang tengah tengok episode ke-5 siri Critical Role. Aku rasa dinamik mereka sebagai satu kempen D&D sangat menghiburkan. Mungkin kerana mereka semua kawan dan selesa bersama. Walaupun begitu, kadang-kadang aku terfikir jugak barangkali mereka semua sedang berlakon. Aku asyik terpandang Marisha Ray, tapi tertarik balik kepada Laura Bailey.

Semua tumbuhan-tumbuhan aku masih hidup, malah segar. Tahap kewarasan aku belum sampai situasi yang mendorong aku berbual dengan mereka. Mereka? Ia?

Aku makan agak lambat hari ini. Pukul 4. Roti bakar dengan Nutella yang aku sediakan pada pukul 11:30 dah lama hilang daripada zon kekenyangan usus aku.

Buat Duolingo pun lambat. Semakin lama semakin lambat. Hari ini salah satu daripada komposer dan penyanyi band Fountains of Wayne meninggal. Adam Schlesinger. Kat Instagram aku terletak gambar Chris Collingwood. Lalai. Malas nak baiki.

Aku rasa aku nak belajar fasih dalam Bahasa Sepanyol dulu. Kebanyakan daripada bahasa-bahasa yang aku pilih untuk belajar dari Duolingo ialah bahasa-bahasa bekas penjajah Tanah Melayu/Malaya/yang macam jantung pisang tertonjol dari benua Asia Tenggara. Mungkin aku benci diri sendiri, asal-usul aku, mungkin aku tengok terlalu banyak anime dan Narcos.

Makan makanan semalam. Sedap sangat Sambal Terasi yang aku masak dengan udang semalam. Dah habis. Aku letak terlalu banyak sampai perut aku rasa nak meletup daripada kepedasan. Semalam suffer bro. Muy mal.

Hmm.

Perlukah blog ni terperinci sangat? Khusus sangat? Abang Bront text aku hari ini. Aku takdak emosi. Dulu sebenanrnya aku malas (sekarang pun sama), tapi pandai berlakon rajin. Berlakon rajin tu satu skil. Kemahiran hidup.

Tapi aku rasa semua benda aku buat tak ikhlas sebab aku takde disiplin.

Adui emo lah pulak.

Makin lama aku tulis dalam Bahasa Melayu makin aku tak nak cakap bahasa inggeris.

Por que? Yo no necesito habla idioma de conquistador

Tak perlu terperinci kot. Anyway it's 1 o'clock. Thinking of going to Tesco really early in the morning tomorrow. Hopefully there are eggs on the shelves. Sending out positive energy here, Universe. I don't pray anymore, I only work in energies.

Shalom. Salam 1 Milky Way.