kemasminda

 Do not anger when i do not come running to your aid from a distance. You fight your battles, and I will fight mine. That is the way of honor. But before you kick like the unborn fearing its gift of life, do not forget, we are all fighting in this war.  (The enemy is human too, though they have boots too narrow for your feet.)

 Sleep is important. It regulates your body etc.  Thus, Sleep deprivation is detrimental to personal health, triggering a collapse in national and cultural health. The country wholly functions on the age group of 20~50. These are the builders of the nation who are responsible for incubating new ideas and the realisation of progression. Even if 1% of the key population above lose their performance due to loss of health through lack of sleep, the nation loses its potential growth.  ○ This is why It is atrocious that sleep deprivation has become a trend. A trend that is too common amongst the prime group of citizens the country relies on for change. It can be considered a crime when you don't take care of the body, for it is not just your own. You exist in a society that does not need more self-harming and immature incompetents. Your health is your community's benefit, and your benefit. Sleep well.

conflict with 2 people, one uncomfortable with the other. one grab driver only grabs food for himself. guess who. Grab pays him to get his own food. SCENE DIALOGUE (motorcycle sounds, at the traffic light) hi where youre going? ... oi brada i ask you where you going ... long traffic light huh ... Pulai tiga. oh, I'm going Merahmati. Where you live? Not my first time seeing you already, kan (motorcycle sounds)...Pulai tiga.  Huh? I LIVE IN PULAI TIGA Huh. I have another dispatch going there just now. But after this one. (Stares) how long have you worked? you seem very sure of the area  Haha I just started. The economy very demanding now! (Smiles) kan?  sure. I did this for a year now, but i still cannot learn the roads  i was forced into this haha. (Smiles) Hahaaa right, you said you live at Pulau Tiga? Pulai tiga.  Ah i see.  ... Rich area. You think so? What you talking? i don't think, I know. What happened? so? What happened? (Smiles) You ok ah bro? yes. ...

 Talk cannot be analysed because it was too unstructured and random. So we focus more research on written text. But then Conversation analysis proves that there is order in talk (systematic)—we’re analysing the ”mundane”, the routine. Each practice like greetings, pauses, and appropriate actions for each different context. Conversations automatically adheres to either convention/or lack thereof, but ultimately conversation is orderly. No matter what you say, it will fitted into sense and meaning. When we hear something uttered/not uttered, we can expect something to follow in its path. We can predict this because of past experience. We can generalise an encounter when we analyse extensive records through extremely detailed transcripts (pitch, tone, pauses, stuttering, all the messiness of discourse) Turn-taking, a Dance that unfolds over time: in conversation structures. (TRP) transition relevance place= point in conversation indicating a change of turn (usually unconscious) —can b...

Waiting for Godot minor differences in performative act 1 & act 2. Act 1  Mime facing backwards to the audience, towards the "character audience", who are the actors, critically commenting on the show they are seeing. In essence, we are experiencing a commentary of the actual show from the vantage of the backstage crew. Halfway through the play, the audience gets raucous. They rewind the "play" they are watching. Act 2. the vantage of the 'play' is switched to the actual audience now. Actors are interspersed and spread into the actual audience, and we see the mime/performance happening in 1st POV. Critical commentary ensues. Give room for impromptu as the actual audience might react and divert the course of action. Audience interaction. ends with throwing tomatoes and such/ clapping. start from the end and end at the start

  1: 0-6m 2: 6-18m  holophrastic: one word speeches 3: 18m-2y   making two or three-word utterances 4: 18m-2y acquire all vowels in the native tongue in 18m-2y,  acquire all consonants in the native tongue in 2-5y,  form questions/interrogatives by 2-5y Network Building: Involves grasping the connections between words: understanding that some words are opposite in meaning, e.g., understanding the relationship between hypernyms and hyponyms. Build semantic domains. Packaging: using one word for a wide range of meanings.

 Path-ian or Manner-ian Mannerian: Comparing the pioneers in character movement, more focused in the west, scenery bg: mostly stills (Totally Spice) Pathian: Focusing more on background and scenery in Japanese. Does your textual preference (path/manner centered) influence the perception of other modals (such as visual/auditory etc) Linguistic relativity

Thirst ” Bruised from bumping shoulders, an empty pass lit up wander No sips of mercy for parched lips under the harsh white sky. Your intense desire to twist open water-taps and cry for people to accept you, to like you—makes the trudge—trembles your knocking knees and sandals—scream with sand rubbing raw between the brittle straps. Fie! Sometimes your effort for the walk for projects, especially relationships—they don’t work, but the fault is yours, you change! you don't like limitations in what you can do. The sky is dry now, so you cease to be loud but fountain times you flow, into the crowd  of bubbling laughter and intoxicating smiles . But you are lonely now. “You are an independent thinker who takes pride in doing things differently than others.” “You can be overly harsh on yourself and very critical.” “Although you do have some weaknesses, you try very hard to overcome them and be a better person.”

  Broken a frozen staircase cracking ice, on a deep lake I almost fell off KRAKEN squid ink, staining hands I look up to haze and mist my harpoon is lost Woods dark holes in a ring slips, a clean patch off the moss mist, muffling his screams Splinters Smoke from a cannon suddenly the cliff crumbles chalk sprinkles the sea

 Blossoms scrambled in the eye of tomorrow, bright little fires outlining the shape of secrecy, actual light of measure wounded by consequence, given color against argument, in favor of remorse as the flower is handled without letting go of its green veins – fragile lines toward the surf hitting shore as if something was thrown out there long ago. When flight kept track of that line of pelicans, there was a roar across the bay, distant white specks in the sky vanishing like the seeds of this nourishment, their cold pardons a combination of infinite movement and the words for the kindest news. Sticky monkey flowers spreading into sunlit nerves, moving in the mist like a distant yellow horizon taking its time coming back. Blossoms lifting, small and untroubled, given their green moisture to fill the eye after the fever breaks, after sands drift into hidden coves of disaster, one lone pelican making it back in time to avoid the shape moving across the plants that twist sand with wind,...